When I tell people how old I was when I got married, I get the look. You know, the look.
Thing is, I figure I lucked out in finding him at such a young age. I give myself credit for realizing it and not letting him go. He's the best thing that ever happened to me.
I'm a storm and he's my rudder, ehm, so to speak.
Happy 11th anniversary to the person I love the most *smooch*