Tomorrow I will have been married for 21 years.  It is not easy being married and I could not imagine being married to anyone but my husband.  Flash back to September of 1989, Ms. Lloyds geometry class.  Since I'm a big dummy when it comes to math I was in class with a bunch of juniors me being a big bad senior.  Some how from across the room this red headed kid set his sights on me.  As the semester progressed so did our friendship.  Jason became my best friend and has been ever since, we balance each other, polar opposites yet scarily similar.  He asked me to go out with him pretty much every day.  I told him no, I would not date him but someday I would marry him, I didn't want to ever lose my best friend.  After months of him pestering me and writing me notes, I finally relented and we have been together ever since. He's not the most romantic.  My marriage proposal was: "Hey, are we getting married or what?"  He doesn't show his emotions easily but he makes me coffee at night so it's brewed for me when I have to get up before the sun rises.  He shows his love by doing the little things that make my life just a little bit easier.  He's a great father, always pushing our boys to achieve more, unrelenting in his desire for them to do the right thing, whether they like him for it or not.  He is the smartest person I know.  An engineers mind.  I believe there is nothing he can't do.  Well, maybe dance but only because he won't try.  I only get slow dances at weddings.

We have been through so much together and it certainly hasn't been easy, there were times I didn't think it was enough, there were times I was going to leave, I even said the words but my heart wouldn't let me.  We are two halves of a whole, he has never wavered in his support of me although he certainly hasn't been thrilled with some of my decisions but he knows I am stubborn and willful so fighting me isn't always the best choice.

Through all the ups and downs he is still my heart, my love.  He can make me laugh like no other and cry just as easy.  In my list of things to do before I die, I wrote until death do us part and I mean that.  It may be me taking him out but hey he probably earned it.

Happy Anniversary to my Jase face.


Artist, dreamer, lover of life. Former gym owner redefining me.