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Today is the 31st anniversary of the very first date/kiss my husband and I shared.

I guess you would call it a 'date', it certainly was a kiss! We were both 15 year old sophmores who shared a lot of classes. So, he came to my house to study Spanish. We were smart kids, who did not need to get together to study. But, as I recall, it was a lot of fun!

Of course, at that age, neither of us could drive. Somehow, that never seemed to be a problem. One of my favorite memories is going with him to collect from his paper route. We needed enough money to go out for dinner, so he went to collect from the people who were behind in paying him. One man held us at the door, and hollered up the steps to his wife, "Hey, honey! Come down here and meet the paperboy's girlfriend!"

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if we had met each other as adults. But, we pretty much grew up together, and at what point we became adults, I really couldn't say. Maybe about the time our first pregnancy ended in the second trimester, and we realized that life can be hard sometimes. It was while enduring total bedrest during that time when I stumbled across my favorite quote on marriage.

"My husband - the one who stands by me through all of the trouble I never would have had if I hadn't married him."

Actually, it hasn't been much trouble at all.