Today is mine and B’s 11th anniversary!!! I opened up the computer this morning to write my blog and I was greeted with this:
Good morning babe. Happy anniversary!!! You write your blog for the world to read (from Malaysia to Africa to Canada) I write this for you to read.
11 years ago I got so lucky! I know we have been through the good times and the bad…….but I would not change it because……I got to do it with you. By God’s grace and his hand on our life we had made it this far and I look forward to the future and what he has in store for us.
I am so proud of you and everything you do, from your writing to your motherliness to you wifeliness and everything in between. You blow me away with the things you do. I thank God all the time for you, the Godly woman you are and the Godly woman for Danica to see as a wonderful example. She is truly blessed to have you as her mom.
You have made my life so much better and I am glad and honored to call you my wife! Happy 11th anniversary!!!!!!
I’m so blessed to be married to this man. The man he is now is so completely different from the guy I started dating.
We first met in 7th grade when I used to make fun of him, we had a class in 9th grade and he used to make fun of me. Then we had a couple classes together our senior year; his butt looked good in jeans and he drove a BMW so that made him good boyfriend material. 😉
Our first date was The Matrix. I wasn’t a fan of the movie so I got paybacks when I made him take me to see Moulin Rouge. Eleven years later we still can’t agree on movies. He loves Star Wars, FIght Club, anything James Bond related, and nothing with singing. I love anything with Hugh Grant, Titanic, the Bodyguard and anything with singing; the more the movie makes me cry, the better.
We’ve had our ups and downs, what marriage hasn’t? Our biggest fight was over our dog Zeppelin. We were literally in a fight for weeks and I seriously thought this dog was gonna lead us to a divorce. That was honestly and truly a hard time for us.
The next biggest fight I remember having was in the bedspread section of Kohls. We were preparing to move to Austin and we had so much stress in our lives that it all came out at that point. He wanted the $400, 1 million thread count, Vera Wang set and I wanted the $79, fluffy one with 27 throw pillows. The lesson I learned from this experience was NOT to talk things out before they build up and get out of control and we both say things we don’t mean. Nope! I learned to buy the stupid bedspread by myself and he can deal with what I picked.
We’ve come a long way from where we were. We’ve only made it because of God’s hand on our lives. I’m so blessed to be Mrs Brandn Moore.
Thanks for allowing me to share my world with you…welcome to my brain.