Drew and I are celebrating our 5th anniversary today. I hear that 5 is the new 7.
After the abysmal record of failure in marriage in my family, I came to accept at a very young age that divorce was just another part of life. Everyone but 1 uncle in the generation above me has been divorced at least once. It wasn't until I actually married Drew that I knew that our marriage was different.
Five years later, a time when I've seen most couples become somewhat complacent, Drew and I maintain the same feelings for each other that we had when we were first married. Sure, now we can go 5 minutes (but just barely) without making out, but we still are basically newlyweds at heart. When I think that 5 years have gone by, I'm amazed. It feels like forever, because I can't imagine my life before him, but it feels like yesterday, because hey, time flies when you're married to the hottest guy on the planet.
I'm lucky enough to have married someone that I not only want to spend the rest of my life with, but someone that I want to hang out and be friends with for the rest of my life. I don't think that people look for that very often in a marriage.
A lot of people were against us being married, or doubted that we'd last long. (The bet pool has expired.) I can say, with complete confidence, that Drew and I will be married until death do us part. I have found a lasting love.
Happy anniversary, Drew. I love you.
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