This week marks 7 years that Skip and I have been together.
I never thought the tall, good-looking cowboy at the dancehall would be the man that I would wake up next to every morning. The man who makes me happier than I ever imagined I could be.
7 years ago we met through friends at a dancehall. When he finally asked me to dance, we knew things would never be the same. A month later we were in love. 3 months later he was deployed to Iraq. 4 years later we had the most amazing wedding day. Now 7 years later, I still love to dance with him every single chance we get. You can bet we'll be dancing together when we are old and gray.
I LOVE MY HUSBAND! And I can't wait to have his children. We are so blessed!
Here are a few photos of us from the early days...