A few more pages in this chapter.

My mom warned me when DH and I got married that being married to a college student (and being the only one making
money) would be tough... Boy was she right. But still, I wouldn't trade being married for the world.

I was 18 when we started dating. Well, technically I was 2 days shy of my 18th birthday. DH was 3 months shy of his. We were graduating high school and making plans. Neither of us had ever been in a relationship before. It didn't take long before we were both head over heals. I think if we hadn't been so young, we'd have gotten married within a year of him asking me out. He changed everything I'd ever planned about waiting til my husband to be had a job and a house and a steady income. All I wanted was to be his wife.

I became his wife 3 years after we started dating. My mom said to wait. My dad was horrified that DH was doing this to his baby girl. They knew that it would be hard. They thought we couldn't handle it and we would break. They couldn't have been more wrong. Instead of breaking, we've become closer, stronger. I love DH more than I ever thought it was possible to love another person. And the same desire I had 5 and a half years ago is still the same today: all I want is to be his wife.

And this chapter will soon be ending. 2 weeks from tomorrow, I will be the proudest wife in attendance of the winter commencement ceremony. I'll watch my husband walk across the stage and receive his bachelor's degree in chemistry. It was hard, but it's almost over. I could cry, that thought makes me so happy. I miss my husband.

I wonder, what will the next chapter hold?