Who would have thought???

I never would have thought I was going to be an adult. Sometimes I still look at myself as a kid. But I am an adult. I have kids, TEENAGERS even. I own my own home, and I have been married, as of today for NINE years! Who could have ever thought?

Our friend Dede set us up to meet. I remember one day getting home from work, to a message on my machine, a guy "Clorie, hey this is Tim. Dede is doing this for me, anyway you sound cute... Hope to talk to you soon" I was like WAHHHHHT? So I talked to Tim a few times over the phone before we met, finally at Dede's place.

I walked in, Tim was watching football (not much has changed) he looked up from the TV to me, said HEY, then went back to the game. Hmmph. Dede insisted I take Tim somewhere, so he came with me and the kids and a friend and her kids to MALL O WEEN. He held Promise for me when she got heavy, and my purse when I went to the bathroom. I cannot say it was "love at first site" But I did feel like I wouldn't mind seeing him again after that night.

So there ya have it! 3 years later I finally convinced him to marry me.... I had to make threats but it worked to my advantage, and his too, if you think about it. Tim took on more than just me, but also my two girls. Not many men would be willing to do that. Tim rocks my socks. I love him more today than I did 9 years ago. I feel comfort in his arms, and he is always there, supporting me, and my side of whatever it is... He is also not (too) afraid to put me in my place when I am wrong (which is very rare)

I hope that Tim and I have 9 more years and then some together. I cannot imagine life without him in it. I love you Timmy, thank you for making me your wife, and the mother to your beautiful children!!!

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