I’m not trying to turn this into a marriage/lovey dovey blog, but just indulge me for a second today.
I’m from the school of thought that you don’t start over with a blank time card when you get married. Like, I don’t ever say, I’ve been with Cory for a year and two months.
Six years ago today we started the journey that got us to point where I can say, I’ve been married to Cory for a year and two months.
Cory and I met at a party my first weekend in college. He was a Junior and I was an oblivious freshman.
I asked for his number and I called him the next day. I ignored all of those “rules” that a girl is supposed to follow when it comes to pursuing a boy. #sorrynotsorry
A month and a half after we met, Cory made a ring out of tin foil (which I still have) and proposed to me, asking me to be his girlfriend. I was thrilled.
Cory has been my person since day one. Our souls click, and being with him has always made sense. I loved having him by side all throughout college (and his college + MBA), and I’m so glad we decided to keep it that way for forever and ever.
Have a great weekend, friends! I hope you get to spend it with the people you love!