Last night I was looking through a photo album and came across my honeymoon pictures. Mr. Schmitty and I spent a week in Jamaica during autumn of 1992.
It seems so long ago, yet, when I look at the pictures, the memories flood back and it only seems like yesterday.
Don't we look so young? We were both 25. Now, at 41, we are celebrating our 16th anniversary.
Through the years, we've had happy times and sad times. Rough patches and special moments. We've experienced births and deaths. High points and low. We've had unforgettable family moments and family moments we'd rather forget. We've argued and we've made up. And we've laughed and we've cried.
But most importantly, we've stayed the best of friends who love each other, more than words can say.
Happy Anniversary Babe!! Nobody Loves Me Like You Do!