Background

Last year, around this time I was preparing for high school graduation. Today I am married with two babies...and I mean fur-babies. Did you think I meant actual children? Oh no, though I do love kids...not yet. Yes, I'm 19 and yes, I am already married. Believe me, I've heard it all, "There is no way you're going to work out." "How do you know you love him?" "Do you really even know each other?" "You're too young!!" Well do you know what I say to that? Poo. I believe love can be experienced at any age and with two people willing to commit, it can excel far beyond our wildest dreams. I used to have a plan. That I would graduate high school, go to college, get some sort of degree and THEN settle down, get married and have a family. But life doesn't work that way, does it? Nevertheless, I'm happy it doesn't. My life would be completely different. You see, I met my husband on a social media site. We had gone to the same high school before I had moved to enroll elsewhere. I friended him, thinking I knew him from somewhere but I just couldn't place where. He accepted, messaged me and the rest is history. Lovely, dramatic, crazy, fun history. My parents were horrified. I wanted to get married, to a guy who lived 4,000 miles away. Which meant I would live 4,000 miles away. I can remember the arguments. Them asking why, me saying I just knew it was love and this was it. Looking back now, I'm a little surprised they didn't barricade me in my room and keep me from doing what I was determined to do. But they didn't. They knew I wasn't going to change my mind. My brothers, both military were a little shocked and concerned, my twin more than our older brother. But they were both there the day we wed in a JP's office. (I know, so original right?) Nothing fancy. Just the way we wanted it to be. A lot of friends and family weren't apart of the day. It wasn't anything personal, that's just how it played out. With whispers of people who had told me not to in my head, I went through with it anyway. I had to. I wanted to!! I loved Taylor. He was the one and I wasn't going to waste another second. Why would I? About a month later, I had quit my job as an office cashier at a local grocery store and I flew to Hawaii. My parents drove me to the DFW (Dallas-Fort Worth) airport and after tears and goodbyes I boarded a plane with an eight hour flight. No layovers. With my hair in a mess, my body sweaty from the plane ride and my face without a trace of makeup, I walked toward my future, his arms open wide and the brightest smile painted on his face. Far from home, I was home. 


So here I am now. We've been married exactly four months in two days. The most challenging, beautiful, and rewarding months of my life. Oh the experiences, but that is for another day and another post ;) Stick around!