Eighteen years ago today, I got hitched.
He's a pretty good guy. We've had our ups and downs, but I think most do. The last few years have probably been the hardest; I understand really really really really well why families with special-needs children have a much higher divorce rate than average. It's just hard, in so many ways.
But I do love him, and he loves me. He puts up with my chaotic quirks and I put up with his logical matter-of-factness.
It's a good thing.
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