I have no memory of this boy through middle school, but in high school he caught my eye. Or should I say, someone guessed that I liked him and after a few seconds of consideration I decided to go with it. Before that moment, the thought had never crossed my mind. I was 15. My reasoning skills hadn't exactly matured.
Little did I know that one moment in a chemistry class would impact my life forever. In the next few years, I would fall in love with a boy and watch him turn into a man. The one and only man I have ever kissed.
We were married before either of us could buy a bottle of wine. My mom says that she has never seen me smile as much as I did on that day. To this day, I can honestly say that no one makes me laugh harder than Neil.
In many ways our relationship has changed and, yet, it is exactly the same. We have grown up together. From doing homework together to doing homework with our daughter, our relationship has evolved. I love that.
After 9 years of marriage, he is still the one that can make a bad day better. He still dances to the store's music while I shop. I still believe him when he answers me with a sarcastic response. We still fight over the wrinkles in the sheets. He still thinks flowers the day after a holiday are more thoughtful (but has agreed to table the issue.) I still can't fold a shirt to his liking. He would still drop anything to save me. I still smile the most when he is near. We are still a team. For better or worse.
I am his and he is mine.
I love you, Neil! Happy Anniversary!