13 years ago today…
We celebrate five years of marriage on Friday, but it is hard to ignore the fact that for eight years before that, we finished high school, went away to college, supported each other through thick and thin, and basically grew up with each other. So while it may seem a little girly to keep track of the “boyfriend/girlfriend” anniversary after having gotten married, five years doesn’t really reflect our relationship.
13 years sounds just about right.
Who knows where we will be 13 years from now. Will we have our own house? Will we still live in Los Angeles? Will we have kids? Who knows, but there is no one on this planet that I would rather be on that road with than Juan.