32 years ago I married my best friend. I'm not sure I knew he was my best friend then. We had both been divorced, were finding our way again. We were buying a house together and needed to be married to qualify for a VA loan (lest you think we only married because of a house, we were engaged and the house purchase just hastened things up!) Off to Reno we went, just the two of us, in the middle of tax season! Yikes! We got married on a Friday and we were back to work on Sunday! Some honeymoon! Four days later we got the biggest surprise of our life when we found out I was pregnant. Not planned and not expected as my doctor had told me I would probably never have children. Married life wasn't starting out the way we envisioned. We hung in there. Like all marriages we've had our share of rough times, but our commitment to each other and our marriage, our love and respect for each other keeps us going. He is my best friend, the one I want to continue to grow old with. He supports me, encourages me, helps fulfill my dreams. I can't imagine life without him.
Happy anniversary, Hubbers! I love you.