A history of my world in 100 objects #20 & 21

Young. Fresh out of college. Naive. Green. Married.

It’s so funny how grown up and mature we think we are at 21 years old. I was in love with my college sweetheart, and marriage seemed like the logical next step.

We’re so very blessed, because for all the growing and maturing we’ve done over the past decade, we’ve grown and matured together. Still in love. Still a team. Still happy together.

But this past decade had brought so many changes–3 children, 3 moves (one overseas), 3 years abroad, changes in jobs and career paths. The list is endless. I can see why so many who marry young end up as divorce statistics.

We’ve been blessed. I’ll never take that, these rings, our promise, my Marcus, for granted.



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