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Self Portrait Reflection Through a Window

Nine years of marriage didn't used to sound like a lot of time together, back when marriages lasted forever and "till death do you part" was actually taken seriously.

But I'm proud of our nine years together. We've managed to overcome some pretty big obstacles, parenting, four surgeries and my craziness that flairs up now and again.

We're really not what you'd call a typical couple, by any means. We have seventeen years between us in age. When I was born, he was hitch-hiking his way across the US to get to San Francisco, where they wore flowers in their hair.

Two weeks ago, when Walker stayed one evening with my mom, we decided to catch up on some housework with delivery pizza for dinner. As Mike was folding clothes, and I was touching up some paint on the ceiling in the family room, I looked at him and said, "Look at us. We are sooo not typical."

Mike says, "Yeah, but it works for us."

I replied, "Yep, it sure does."


  1. I love that it works like that for you guys! It works like that for US too!!! For 35 years this week!!!

  2. I would never have guessed you have a 17 year agge difference. And you should be prooud of your nine years!

  3. My marriage is not a typical one either, I am 10 yrs older than my husband. Yes I was a cougar before they came up with that work (and I had no MONEY just two teenage kids). But whatever we did is works, we celebrated our 25th anniversity a week ago, and last Saturday our oldest Grandson got married. I honestly don't know what we did right but I can honestly say it doesn't seem like 25 yrs have gone by. Just keep up what you are doing and you will be at your 25th before you know it.

  4. Congrats!!! Nowadays, ten years is a LONG time to be married:)


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