Hard to believe it was so long ago.
13 years ago, my first husband Barry proposed to me.
Look at how young we look! We were only 19 then, young and in love. Actually, I was barely 19, as I had only turned 19 six weeks before. We were married four months later in Wiesbaden Germany on December 29, 1999.
Here’s a post I wrote on my old blog last year:
12 Years Ago
Twelve years ago, Barry and I met in person for the very first time after talking for nine months via phone, email, and yahoo messenger. I fell in love with him before I even met him, and vice versa. I knew that even if he was a total toad, I couldn’t ever say no to him, I wanted to marry him that bad.
Twelve years ago today, at 6PM, Barry proposed to me. He proposed the day we met in person. And we were married four months later.
I can’t believe it has been 12 years since August 28th, 1999. It seems like a lifetime ago. I’ve always wanted to go back to the place where we were engaged, but haven’t been able to do so. Partly due to the fact that it’s in Canada, and a pain in the ass to get to Victoria with four kids, but also…because I’m a little scared. I will go back one day, but I don’t know when yet.
I have a picture of Barry and I from the day we got engaged, and I wish I had a way to scan it for you all. My scanner is acting up and I can’t figure out how to work it.
I still can’t believe it has been 12 years ago that we met and got engaged. I miss him so much. I wish I could hear him tell me how proud he is of me right now, how much he loves me, how awesome I am doing. But all I can do is hear him in my head. At least I have that right? I can hear him talking to him…and while I can’t hear his voice very well right now, I know exactly what he’d be saying to me.
I love you Barry.