Davy Crockett Forest Family Session - Houston Photographer
I remember the first time I saw my husband, the beginning of my junior year, 12½ years ago. I thought he was just the cutest boy, plus we both played soccer and listened to the same depressing music! We talked exclusively for months, before he finally got the confidence to "ask me out". We celebrated over 12 years of love and friendship this month.
I would be lying if I said it's been perfect, and when people use that word in reference to us, I cringe. There's been fighting, poor choices and even poorer words exchanged. We were once separated for a year and on the brink of divorce. This guy has seen me through all my lowest points in my (sometimes daily) struggle of depression, knows the ins and outs of my head and heart, fought hard to have my love again, holds so so many of my best memories, and gave me the most precious gift I could ever have. We are far from perfect, but what we have is fierce, and much stronger than I ever thought it could be.
I'm glad he lets me live a life that's honest, and I don't have to pretend that its been an easy road. In a world where people value Facebook likes over authenticity, where they would rather show a perfect life than show their true selves, I choose to live more and more transparently.
We started out with absolutely nothing, ate ramen noodles for many many nights, worked four jobs between us, and love was the only thing that got us through. By the grace of God we are still together and choosing each other daily. We don't have it all figured out, but as each day passes, it just gets better and better.