Sorry guys this one is kinda long but yesterday was our 6 year anniversary and given our financial state we realy didn't get anything for each other so i figured i would let you all in on a very special time in our lives.
Looking back on March 15th 2003 and the preceding months on the large perspective view of 6 years later it's easy to see why people thought we wouldn't make it. Kristy was 18, given a mature 18 but still 18. I was 23 going on 14 and a half, a cradle robber by most accounts, i wasn't driving at the time as opposed to now, when, i am well still not driving. I was makin about 6 dollars and 8 cents an hour and Kristy had just started working at Gainey Hotel. We didn't have much money but were in love and had been dating for 4 months (5 months if you count the month she was on vacation on her summer trip with her grandparents) so with our few hundred dollars, no credit, minimum wage jobs, the cradle robber and the babe decided to get hitched. Of course the next time we went to see her family her dad literally had the "how do you plan to support my daughter talk." I didn't even know those talks actually existed but they do. He was shy at first, he started by asking "um, so how do you plan on supporting my daughter in the way she is accustomed." Ok so maybe shy wasnt the right word, squeeze my balls direct was more acurate. I rambled on for about 15 minutes, enough to suffice for then but the bottom line was there was no plan. It's the way I had always lived my life but these people were planners. I know they had to be thinkin "ooohhhh crap, this is why you don't send your daughter to youth group that are boy girl." ) There was probably more but that's the edited readers digest version. (that's where we met at my dad's youth group he hosted at our house every wednesday night. She was the cute girl who came over every wednesday night and I was the lurking cradle robber who liked the attention.
But for all our differences and different upbringings Kristy and I had 2 major things in common, we loved each other and we both relied on God, both traits you can only inherit from your parents. There were a lot of talks and tears, there was fear, lots of family meetin's and to be honest I am still so impressed by her parents. Hearing our young, loved filled, somewhat blind "plans" they had to have them saying "You guys are not ready yet, why don't you wait." and they had to be screaming "Dude why don't you just leave us alone, what the heck happened this last 6 months." But they never questioned us or our motives, never asked us to wait, they never said any of those things. They prayed and they handled it better than they may think they did. Sure there were tough times but all they ever questioned was our planning (which to be honest I really needed) never our dedication, love, or our relationship and that means a lot even now, I love you guys.
So on faith and love we got married on a beautiful saturday afternoon in March. Everything was perfect. We did pictures before the wedding and I kept thinking "I don't deserve her. She is too perfect, and I knew God had his hands all over this and there was no way we could fail." 6 years later I still feel the same way. When I see her holding our kids, watch her sleeping, the way she looks at me after i put my foot in my mouth for the thirteenth time that afternoon, the way she holds me, the way she changes a dirty diaper, the way we make love, I know "I don't reserve her, she's too perfect, and I knew God ad his hand all over this and there's no way we can fail." Right now we have 3 boys under 3, Payton just started special education preschool, Logan's in his terrible 2's, and Jackson just got out of the NICU. I was laid off just as all the bills started pilling up and there's a chance we may loose our house in the not so far off future. But there she is standing by me and I know how proud I and her parents are of her but just imagine how proud God is of her right now. He is saying "Right now you are under attack by the evil one. Many would have cracked a long time ago but you are closer to me than ever." She is so sweet and quiet and loving that it's easy to look past the fact that deep down she is a fighter, a freakin brawler and the devil aint gonna win this thing. We know things will probably get harder but we are at peace because are and have always lived our lives by God's laws.
Kristy you are my love, my inspiration, my pride, my support, my friend, my rock, my prayer, my peace, my reason for wanting to be better, my heart, my one and only lover, my wings, but most of all you are my wife and I pray I never loose sight of just how lucky I am.