Happy Anniversary Sweetheart....... Eh, It's a little late!

So June 1st was our third year anniversary. It feels soooo much longer than just 3 years. Mainly because this November will mark 9 years of being together. There are many precious things about marrying your high school sweetheart. We've seen each other grow up. I remember J.R. when he was this pimple faced 16 year old with braces, dorky friends, and the basketball king of the school. He would tell you he remembers me at 14 with poofy bangs, braces, and the over confident dance captain. He was there when I first got my license. I was there when he made all-state. He was there when I had my first accident (we had been fighting and I, crying and upset, backed into a brand new mustang..... 3 times). I was there when he went to his first Jr./Sr. Banquet. He was there for all 4 National titles I lead my team to win. I was there during each of his homecoming games. He was there when my life changed forever because of that one teacher. I was there when he walked across that stage and into the real world. He was there to throw my friends and I a party for the first week of our senior year. I was there when he got his first apartment. He was there when I found out the consequences of that party meant I would become a mother. I was there when he fought the biggest battle of his life, the one that almost cost him his life. He was there when I was an 18 year old child delivering a child of my own. I was there to see him become a Father. He was there to watch me graduate. I was there the day his daddy died......

We have grown so much since we first met, and the closeness of our bond is stronger than I ever imagined. He is my best friend, the one I can rely on over anyone. He knows what makes me happy, what makes me sad. He knows I get randomly emotional for no reason at all. He knows my favorite candy, the only type of chocolate i will eat, and my favorite ice cream. He knows what irritates the living hell out of me, but knows what to say to make everything better. He even knows what tampons to get without even asking. He'll carry my purse when he can tell my back is hurting (he wont even ask, he just grabs it). He'll rub my head for hours when I'm riding out a migraine. He randomly comes home with flowers and leaves thank you notes all the time. He's never said anything negative about my cooking even when I can tell he doesnt like it. He is an amazing father. He treats me like a princess and never lets me think otherwise.

I am a very lucky girl and so thankful for such a sweet husband, Happy Anniversary sweetheart.