Three Years Married

Last Wednesday marked my three year wedding anniversary. Whenever I think about it, I can't help but go back to the days leading up to our ceremony and how nervous I was. I remember feeling sick to my stomach, all tied in knots, and I wanted to call the whole thing off and elope. Or do it in a courthouse with nobody watching. Or maybe fly to Mars where I'm assuming you don't need a marriage license. I was never one of those little girls that dreamed about her wedding day. I wanted a family of course, but I never really gave much thought into what that would entail. When you grow up seeing your parents arguing non-stop, it doesn't exactly give you the warm and fuzzies...