My mister and I. - 18 years

 

18 years today we married. We became friends .He was my sisters husband's brother. We got together every Sunday night and  played board games.  Then we double dated with my sister and each of our  parents.  {Hehe} My Big Littles were young and I was protecting my heart and theirs. I never thought I'd remarry after such a broken heart.  But, my mister was and still is the kindest gentlest man I've ever known. I remember having dinner with my dad at a diner, I ordered apple pie ala' mode with French fries for dinner. I talked to him about the idea of marrying again.  My dad was happy that I was healing and learning to trust and let someone in.  He knew all my pains, and bonus, he liked my Mister. 

This time I was going to do it right.  

1 I loved him and everything  he stood for. 

2. He loved me for who I was and wanted to make me happy.  

3. I. wanted to be a better person in the world because  of who he was. (And still do)

5. He would love and treat my Big Littles like his own. 

And 

6. We were best friends and I knew we would always be.

He asked me to marry him on valentines day and we set a date less than 3 months later.  It was meant to be.