Fourteen years ago today, Marty and I were married. It was a hot, sunny Tuesday in Central Pennsylvania. We were married by the justice of the peace and went out to dinner that night with our families. What a fun day.

The wedding party

Now that I look back on it, 24 seems very young to marry. But don’t forget, we had already known each other for 10 years. So I guess we thought we knew what we were doing. Luckily, we were right.

Happy anniversary, honey! I love you!