Twenty some years ago one of my favorite adults met a person and fell in love. If you’d told me then that I’d be angry they were splitting up all these years later (I don’t know the full story, so I’m trying to keep judgement and thoughts away…. which is something I’d try to do anyway, but am not sure I’d be able to do) I wouldn’t have believed you. Their relationship irreparably harmed the relationship between that adult and I. However, I can’t stand the pain that that family is in (would it be worse if they stayed together though?) and I am now used to that person being in our lives. I’m going to miss them. Divorce sucks, whether it’s 2 years or 20 some.
May 1st was 9 years of marriage. I was in a depressive cycle and just realized I never got it posted here.
So every year starting in 2012 (our 4th weddding anniversary) we have done an anniversary photo on or around the day of our anniversary. (I’m looking forward to doing one again this year!!!) Here they are so far!
2012 – While waiting for a ride from the movie theater home (our vehicle was out of commission at the time)…
2013 – At my parents house – there are others, but I can only find this one right now. Love that weeping willow tree! (Glad not to have to deal with it anymore though!!!!!!)
2014 – At the beach with my aunt and cousins (and the kids later in the day)!
2015 (edit: or ’16? now that I’m thinking about it)- At the local ren faire, which is (was?) put on by a school as a fundraiser.
(Edit: I need to search for the photo from ’15 now)
2016 – At our house. I don’t think we did anything special last year. I couldn’t go to movies due to motion sickness and pain (I’m now being medicated for the motion sickness, and there is a theater in town with recliners, so I can go to that theater for movies!), so I think we just stayed home.
Scuba diving off the coast of Maui….
It was a lot of fun.
In June 2007, my (then) husband, grandmother, sister, and parents went on a trip to Maui (and to Honolulu). These are two of the three pictures I can find of me by myself. (Edit: I found a couple more pics of me by myself, bring the total up to five.)
It was a fun trip, but it was stressful and hard too.. my marriage was failing, I was cracking, and I was trying to keep everyone from seeing anything but perfection.
I did, it got me an amazing man who loves and takes care of me, and who I love and do my best to take care of in return.
It wasn’t an easy road, but we’ve taken it this far, and are going to continue to.
That’s how long Johnny and I have been married.
It’s hard to believe.
Here’s a recent picture (from yesterday I believe)…
Edit: 8 Years, and that many months and days. If it was 9 years and that many months and days I’d have been involved in polyandry due to being married to my exhusband still at that time. We were still very much committed to each other at that time.