15

Today marks 15 years of marriage to Beerman. We'll pass it with some work, a band concert, and a Little League game that will probably be a total schlacking because our coach feels like coaching this team like they're 6 year olds, switching their batting order and where they play every inning regardless as to the kid's knowledge or ability, and the other team is good. But enough about that nonsense before I get incredibly angry again.

Back to the important stuff - I've been married for 15 years. During that time, we've had 3 dogs, 1 kid, and 1 house. Together, we've traveled to 5 continents, endured an arthritis diagnosis, and made it through a bathroom and kitchen remodel. We've laughed. We've fought. We've lost some close to us. And we've made an incredible amount of good friends.

Our marriage probably isn't different than most. At least those that have made it. But it's mine. And for that, I'm so incredibly thankful, I cannot even put it into words.

Here's to the next 15.