That's All That Matters
So I took the plunge 8 months ago....
Wow. I mean, we didn't have a wedding, we just went down to the court house and took care of business but the whole way there I kept turning around to make sure him and his best friend were still there. I had cold feet, I mean I was 17 at the time. He had cold feet although he didn't admit it until afterword. He was strong and supportive for me and I love him that much more because of it.
Hardly anyone was happy for us, we sat through about 10 lectures from several people about how we were too young to get married and how big a commitment it was. The fact it: I love him more than anything, he was my first and I can't even imagine being with anyone else. I don't pretend that things are going to be easy (and him joining the army doesn't help) but as long as we fight for each other and try our best to do right by each other then I have faith that we will be okay. He loves me and I love him, and we're happy. In the end thats all that matters.