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7 Years


*Disclaimer: I was going to post this on our anniversary but as I bent down to load the pictures my knee popped out of socket and I went down. So, you get it two days late. It doesn't really matter, though. My love is even stronger for this man today.*

Like any little girl I dreamed about my future husband. Would he drive my pink corvette like Ken? Would he sing like Jordan Knight? Would he have long flowing hair like Sebastian Bach? Would he wear flannels like Eddie Veder? Fortunately, he was like none of the above! He was better!

I met Scott 13 years ago at Chevy's Mexican Restaurant. I was a hostess. He was a bus boy. I think one of the first times he saw me I was walking to the back getting off work crying because my high school boyfriend had just broken up with me. Lucky for him:) I remember we began talking; he leaning on the chip holder, I at the hostess desk. It was nearing my 18th birthday when I asked him to walk me to my car. I asked him to go to The Shack (a totally cool dance club) to celebrate my birthday. Unfortunately, we didn't meet up that night but began to talk regularly on the phone. Our phone conversations would last for hours. I don't remember what we talked about for that long but it doesn't really matter.

As our relationship flourished, we became amazing friends. Best friends really. Our first date was on May 27, 1996. Before our first date I remember looking on the schedule to see what Scott's last name was. Fish? Really? If I married this guy and started teaching I would be Mrs. Fish. Hmmmm. I think I knew then and there I'd marry this guy.

Through the years we have had our ups and downs; trials and tribulations. We were kids when we met and somehow have become real-life grown-ups with two kids and a mortgage. Through all this, I cannot fathom spending my life with anyone else. He is my everything. He cheers me on when I feel I cannot go any further. He is my rock when I am shattered. He challenges me like no other. I desire to do more; be more because of him. He loves me more than anything else in this world. I could never out love him. His love and devotion to our children is like nothing I have ever seen before. There are not words perfect enough to describe what a truly magnificent man Scott is.

I am the blessed one. I wake up everyday next to this perfect gift God created just for me. How awesome! I am in awe when I look at him wondering what I did to receive this precious gift. I am so excited to turn the next page and live out the love story God has written for us.

Forever Love Through Eternity,
Meg
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Lindz said…
Happy Anniversary!! I totally remember when you guys met & were dating!! Duh...I forgot that I worked at Chevy's too!! I knew Scott looked familiar!! Ha!! =)
July 29, 2009 at 2:47 PM
Becca said…
Happy Anniversary!!!!!! What a great story!
July 30, 2009 at 10:41 AM
Whitney said…
Happy Anniversary to a wonderful couple! Hope you had guys had a fun night!!!
July 30, 2009 at 2:12 PM
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