Nine Years.

Nine years today since we married.

We met when I was thirteen.

We went on our first date when I was fourteen and he was sixteen.


Perms were all the rage as was black ash furniture and shoulder pads.

It seems so long ago.

We split up, then got back together.

Finally, after lots of ups and plenty of downs and after dilly-dallying for long enough, we got married.

It was 13 years after our first date.


The world hadn’t ended when 1999 had turned to 2000.

The computers of the world didn’t melt down.

Planes didn’t fall out of the sky.

And people weren’t driving flying cars.


By now we had a total of nine children, drove a 17 seater minibus and kept chickens in our garden.

It was not what we ever imagined in 2002.

And certainly not in 1989.

We didn’t know it when this photo was taken but there were already another two children on the way.  We only knew about one of them.

We’ve grown up together though not grown old.

We haven’t changed, have we?

Happy Anniversary, Mike.

You make me smile every day and I’m so lucky to have you.

I love you more than you can imagine, even when I don’t show it.

Thank you for putting up with me.

My love forever,

Edit: This post was also linked to Cafe Bebe’s Flashback Friday, even though I didn’t post it on a Friday.  What can I say?  I’m a rebel. 

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5 thoughts on “Nine Years.

  1. lovely post although being reminded of black ash furniture (which i thought was so chic and elegant) – not so lovely!!
    Enjoy the next nine years xx

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