One Year Ago Today...
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Today is the one year anniversary of my marriage to Hardin. Boy does time fly!
I couldn't ask for a better person to spend my life with. Since the moment we met back in 2001, I knew he was special. He did one thing that no one else had ever done before. He taught me how to laugh. Humility is very important in life. Being able to laugh at yourself, and not others (well, sometimes at others...j/k), is a great lesson to be learned. You can never take yourself too seriously. Before I met Hardin, I did. I was obsessed with my self immage. I would dye my hair every color of the rainbow to get noticed, but get angry when I did get noticed. Afterall, I was a serious performing artist, artists are supposed to be serious.
Then I met Hardin. We met by a chance...I accidently left my pencil on his stand. After orchestra that day we introduced ourselves to each other. Two days later he called me Melissa. Instead of bitching him out, I took a chance. We hung out...afterall, he was old enough to buy beer and at the time, I was not. We had fun talking and making fun of the "serious" music world. I ended up passing out at his house. He tucked me in his guest bed. When I woke up, he was sitting right there and I kissed him. Ever since that moment, we have been pretty much inseperable (except when he has gigs).
If I was to say our relationship has been like the chorus of a love song, that would be a lie. No relationship is perfect, well, no real ones anyways. We have our ups and downs, our tears, and our fights. I can be neurotic as hell, and he can be bullheaded. I am a punk, and he's quite the opposite. No one is perfect, but there is no one I'd rather share my imperfections with.
Hardin, I love you. Happy one year anniversary! May there be many more.
I couldn't ask for a better person to spend my life with. Since the moment we met back in 2001, I knew he was special. He did one thing that no one else had ever done before. He taught me how to laugh. Humility is very important in life. Being able to laugh at yourself, and not others (well, sometimes at others...j/k), is a great lesson to be learned. You can never take yourself too seriously. Before I met Hardin, I did. I was obsessed with my self immage. I would dye my hair every color of the rainbow to get noticed, but get angry when I did get noticed. Afterall, I was a serious performing artist, artists are supposed to be serious.
Then I met Hardin. We met by a chance...I accidently left my pencil on his stand. After orchestra that day we introduced ourselves to each other. Two days later he called me Melissa. Instead of bitching him out, I took a chance. We hung out...afterall, he was old enough to buy beer and at the time, I was not. We had fun talking and making fun of the "serious" music world. I ended up passing out at his house. He tucked me in his guest bed. When I woke up, he was sitting right there and I kissed him. Ever since that moment, we have been pretty much inseperable (except when he has gigs).
If I was to say our relationship has been like the chorus of a love song, that would be a lie. No relationship is perfect, well, no real ones anyways. We have our ups and downs, our tears, and our fights. I can be neurotic as hell, and he can be bullheaded. I am a punk, and he's quite the opposite. No one is perfect, but there is no one I'd rather share my imperfections with.
Hardin, I love you. Happy one year anniversary! May there be many more.
