I was organizing photos on our computer the other day, and I stumbled across this picture.
It was our first Christmas we spent together as a couple.
Spencer looks like a teenager, and I literally was a teenager. We had been dating about 3 months, but I think a part of each of us already knew that we were going to spend the rest of forever with each other.
Funny how that happens.
I had dated a LOT of boys, really good guys even. But when I met Spencer, some part of me knew that the boy at the fair that September night was going to be my forever.
Now we've been together over 3 years, and our lives together has been so blessed. We have a beautiful daughter now, we have good friends, a close family, and we even live in a pretty house in a nice neighborhood. But our happiness isn't just on the outside. Since we've been married, heck since I first met him, Spencer has always tried his best to do everything he can to make me the happiest girl I can be.
Back then I thought I was the luckiest girl because I felt like I had found the greatest boy ever, now I know I am the luckiest because I know that boy I married is truly the great man I always thought he was.
I love you Spencer, thanks for being one of the great ones.