GrinchyNet

Today marks thirteen years of marriage between my wife and I. I don't thin anyone really counted on us making it this far but somehow we did. Maybe it is pure stubborness that has kept us together for so long. But I truly believe we still love each other enough to work through the inevitable problems a marriage will face.

These 13 years have not come without ups and downs. I would love to say our marriage has been nothing but unicorns farting rainbows but that is unrealistic.

12 years ago today, my wife and I were married in Jacksonville, Fl. It feels like it happened yesterday and I couldn't be happier having her as my wife. She is an extremely good woman, any man would be proud to have her at his side.

Jenny, I love you. You mean the world to me and my life would be an empty mess without you. Thank you for being my wife.

What can you say about 11 years? One can say it is 132 months. One could also say it is 572 weeks. Or maybe 4017 days. You could also argue that it is 96,408 hours. But yet you can also state that 11 years is 5,784,480 minutes. And finally you could say it is 347,068,800 seconds. I could keep going but you would probably get bored fairly quickly. 11 years has a deeper meaning to me today.

Eleven years ago today I met my wife. That day has to be the single most important turning point in my life. Without meeting her I would not be the man I am today.