To the one I love

Eight years, three kids, 2 houses, lots of trials and lots of joy. This is what I get for finding a wonderful man that wanted to spend eternity with me, despite my faults.

We met in August of 1999, got engaged in November of 1999 and married on March 10th 2000. I was 29 and K1 was 31, he was the first to get married in his family and I was the 4th. My brother got married 2 weeks before I did, my parents weren't stressed but glad to get 2 more kids married off. (they have 9)

When I moved to Utah in June of 1999, my sister and I had a conversation once about the type of guy I wanted to marry. I told her: tall, olive skin, athletic, loves the arts. She told me keep dreaming. Well, I did find all that in K1. Why the olive skin and tallness, you my ask. I come from a line of short and very pale people, I wanted my kids to have a chance at being tall and tan. Silly, I know but it just might work.

K1 is a great husband, father, son, and brother. He is always willing to help with house work (without being asked) and enjoys playing with the kids. So I hope we get at least 8 more years and maybe 1 more kid.

So on this day, I say thank you honey for seeing beyond my good looks and talents and making me your wife. hee hee...I love you