- 8 years ago
- Wedding: June 2010
John and I met when I was 16 and he was 23. We worked together for a short while at a local restaurant. He was a cook there, while in college and I was starting out in my first job as a waitress. I had a crush on him from day one. Oh how dreamy I thought he was (and still is) and he made me laugh so much! I found myself constantly checking his schedule to see if we would be working together the next day and occasionally asking him for a ride home from work. It was very innocent, but co-workers caught on with the flirtyness and began to poke fun. I didn’t want to admit I liked him, because I was only 16 and had only one prior boyfriend. “What would a guy like John, ever like in me?” We became best friends. I had boyfriends, he had girlfriends. But we always talked on the phone, late at night when someone broke my heart, we would go to the beach and lunch and over the years I really fell for him. New Years Eve 2008, he asked me to go out with him and finally being 18 I thought perhaps this was a “real” date. (; I was right. When the countdown to 12am hit, we had our first kiss and we have been together every single day since. We now have a beautiful baby girl and we our counting down the 3 weeks and some odd days ’til our wedding.
We are very in love and very happy. Most importantly, we are each others best friend and we couldn’t be happier. I realize I’m young and there is an age difference between us, but it doesn’t bother us a bit and I don’t think we could be any more perfect for each other. I’m glad to be where I am in life. I look at a lot of the people I graduated high school with… partying, drinking, drugs, hooking up with different guys, boyfriend after boyfriend, heart ache after heartache. I think I got lucky. I don’t have to go through all that. I have a family, a man who would do anything in the world for me, a stable home and I am starting my first semester in college this fall. (Just got accepted into the dental program!)
So, I’m not here to ask if you think I’m too young or our age difference is too much. I’m here to share how much I love the man I am about to marry and I hope to prove to all the nay-sayers that you can marry young and still be married to the same person (happily) 40, 50, 60 years later… (Like my grandparents, great grandparents, aunts/uncles, ect)