We've been together for eighteen years.
I love my husband and the family we began all of those years ago.
Eighteen years means we didn't give up. I've known him half of my life.
We grew up together. We kept things together.
To celebrate, we went to the beach, something we have strong memory attachment to.
These are some photos of the day, plus a few from days past.
This is what loving someone for eighteen years can do:
She's seventeen now.
and little man is twelve.