Five Years Later.

Monday, August 18th, 2008 | Anna, Babbling, Ben

Five years ago.

Five years ago tomorrow Ben showed up at my house in Bakersfield at 3AM and told me “Move now or we are going to fall apart.

I moved, we still almost fell apart, and then I got on some good medicine and now, five years later, I’m closer to sane than ever. We still have good days and we still have some bad ones. I’m still a bit crazy and he’s still the rock of stability I cling to when I feel my outer wall start to crumble a bit. He’s SUCH AN AMAZING father to a tween that doesn’t make it easy a lot of the time.

I read blogs from that time and I think, “Who the hell IS that girl!?” I had no clue where I was going or where I needed to be. Now, we’re married, we just bought our first home together, I am in the place I was searching for endlessly back then, HERE is where I was always meant to be.

Also, he’s as hot as ever and he still makes me laugh (at MYSELF) every single day.

Happy Kinda Anniversary, Ben. (k) Maybe treat your awesome wife to a laughlin hotels trip?! *grin*

PS - That’s a picture of us in Pismo about five years ago taken by the awesome Miss Lisa.

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