So, three years ago today, I was probably sitting at one of our favorite spots enjoying a drinky poo in my bride getup as a married lady. It's weird to think that I've been married three years - some days it seems like we just got married & other days, it seems like we've been married for 345 years.
Paul & I have been through a lot in our short time together. I knew that things would not be easy especially when there were two girls involved & a crazy ex-wife but, man, some days were just horrible. Just all the stuff that went down with Trouble almost tore us apart.
At the end of the day, I love my husband & it's still kinda weird that I have a guy that I call "my husband". Some days, I even think that he loves me more than anyone should love me. Is that weird to think cuz I do.
Just some random pictures of us through the years.
Some of my favorite pictures of just us at our wedding.