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this morning when we woke up together in the same bed, it marked the first day of our thirteenth year of marriage.

It it took me back 12 years ago when we woke up on this exact day, next to each other for the first time as a married couple. Our first day married.

We were here sleep deprived, not just due to all the events leading up to our "big day" but the emotions that come with it had wiped us out physically.

Not it to mention we had to get up early to drive to Atlanta to catch a flight for our honey moon. Nor the fact that after our reception ended the night before we both realized we hadn't packed for our honey moon yet and frantically through a bag of mixed matched clothes together at midnight.

Through sll all the physical exhaustion and mental, my husband of only a few hours looked over at me in the hotel bed we were sharing and said, "it's not about me anymore. It's about us and it's my job to take care of us".

​Well I'll fast forward 12 years and here we are taking care of four little ones.