Twenty years ago, in 10th grade Spanish class, my teacher gave the class an assignment to write an essay (in Spanish) about what their life would be like in 10 years. I can't remember what I wrote on in my essay, but I remember the day.
Six years later I met a camo-shorts wearing, Ozzy-loving, guy named Wade who seemed pretty cool.
Fourteen years after that we are celebrating our 8th anniversary.
He still has the camo shorts, our first dance as husband and wife was to an Ozzy song and he's still pretty cool.
Happy Anniversary Wade!
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