
August 28th, 1990
2008
For those of you who know our story, I thought you'd appreciate the picture on the top! Today is our 18th wedding anniversary, and although James is out of town until tomorrow night, it's still a great day to celebrate. James and I met when we were 14 years old, we started dating at the end of our senior year (much later than I would have liked), and then we were married a couple of years later. So you see, James really does love me for me! He knows I wasn't prom queen or Nova Club president, a size 3, or as grouchy as I can get now. But he does know how much I love him. Has it really been 18 years? Meshing our lives together has created so many blessings; the most important being our kids: Jonathon, Emily, Aaron, Adam and Daniel. James, you really are my very best friend. We've almost grown up together and I wouldn't trade any of those years for a million bucks. Okay, maybe two. James, you know I love you, I need you, and thank you. My life is better because of you. Here's to another 18 years, Sweet Tart!!! I love you.