18 years...and counting

I am off on an anniversary adventure this morning. 18 years ago, I became Mrs. Christopher Welch.  18 years. It hasn't been easy.  There were many fights those first few years.  Lots of times I wanted to get in my car and drive to Mexico and never come back.  Somedays when I looked at him and wondered what planet he was from.  I think 18 years is worth celebrating.  Not alot of people make it that far these days. It hasn't been perfect, but I'd say, it's been blessed. Blessed because.........

He works hard and I never wonder if he's gonna bring home a paycheck.

He tells me that he loves me everyday.

I hear him pray for me and my girls every morning.

He has never left me or even threatened to.

He's my rock steady in a crazy mixed up world.

We still laugh at our own private jokes that seem stupid to everyone else, especially my kids.

I never ask him to go to church with me, because he takes us to church.

He thinks I'm beautiful regardless of whether I'm at my fighting weight... or over it.

He's taking me to the Melting Pot on Friday night.

Here's to 18 more with you Wayne Welch, and 18 more after that! I love you!