Yesterday, Kjel and I celebrated 19 years together. It's cliche but I can hardly believe its been 19 years. As we settled into bed last night I asked him if ever imagined marriage would be anything like what we're doing? He put that sly grin on his face (the one that generally precedes some joke--which always makes me smile) and said something to the effect of, "Not a chance. This is crazy stuff."
He's right, this is crazy stuff. We had no idea how absolutely wonderful and absolutely insane this would end up.
This morning I had stuck in my head one of the songs Isaak likes to sing around the house. I couldn't help but think it's exactly how I feel.
Totally cheesy, I know. Occasionally, I pile on that crazy cheese. Especially when my hormones are busting out overtime!