I love my man.

Kevin and I celebrated our 6th anniversary this past weekend. We met on Friday, October 1, 2004. We had dinner at some friends' house (who had set us up) and "watched" a movie. By watched, I mean a movie was playing but we were too busy talking to notice it. I remember the first time I saw Kevin. I walked into our friends' house and at first from across the room Kevin looked short. (Not that I have a prejudice towards short people.) I just didn't want to tower over him so I slipped my heels off just to make sure. (Yes, I remember every aspect of the outfit I wore that night). Thankfully, Kevin is not short, average, but not short. I can wear heels and look him square in the eyes. I like that. In fact, I like pretty much everything about this man. He called me two days later and asked for a second date. That was it. We were together. He started shopping for my ring 2 weeks later and asked me to marry him on November 30th. Sixty days after our first date. I will never forget Kevin praying with me on our second date or the way my momma shrieked with happiness when I showed her my ring. Yes, it was quick. Yes, there is an 11 yr age difference between us. Yes, it was one of the best decisions I have EVER made. He makes me a better Christian and a better woman. I am thankful to be his wife.