5 Years People! 5 Years!!!!

If you thought i was screaming when I said "5 years people, 5 years!!!!"  YES, I was in fact screaming it to the world because today is our big fat 5 year wedding anniversary. 5 WHOLE YEARS! I cannot believe it. I remember everything like it was yesterday. I remember, it was a hot, humid summer day. I ditched my "wedding jacket" because it was soooo hot. I remember telling Jayson "next time we get married, we married on December". I remember feeling so excited and nervous and I cannot stop laughing at everything - at myself and everyone who greets me. Like, duh! Crazy bride. I perfectly remember how much i hate wearing those fake eyelashes and took the tiara off my head before the ceremony. They are heavier than my dress. Both the tiara and my eyelashes. I remember when it was time for the ceremony to begin, I was freaking nervous about walking down the aisle with everybody's eyes on me thinking why did I ever get married???? I remember hurting my cheeks for smiling so big. I remember crying at the same time. I remember tasting the best squash soup ever in my entire life. I remember all those faces who celebrated with us. And I remember Jayson mostly. When he took my hand and he whispered "yey" to me i knew my life is gonna be awesome. Awesome like, here I am with the person I like the most and Im gonna live my life with him. Forever. Till I die. Share everything with him. Every stories, pain, joy, family, food, money, bedroom, toothpaste, grievances, dreams, problems, gossip....everything. And I will never be alone.

I first met Jayson twenty years ago. Jayson was my high school classmate for two years. We barely talked. But I remember his smile. I remember every morning he would call me and say "hi denise" and Id say "hi jayson" back. That hi denise-hi jayson thing between us went on for two years. I remember we were both 13 years old and I know he likes me but he never said anything about it. He's always shy and reserved. Who would have thought that i would marry that boy who greets me every morning in high school? My high school classmate, now my funny husband with a good heart, who is sometimes my archenemy but is always always my best friend and admirer. 

So today, my dear darling husband, let's get out and eat some real fat barbeque ribs. I love you Jayson, like i love my ribs.

Happy 5 years!