So, April 28th, 2024 marks the 24th anniversary of Jamie and I making it official.
We'd "dated" for years prior, back to 1995, but that's if you call "dating" two people just saying "yup" to each other and now we were an item. There wasn't much in the way of trying to figure things out regarding our status. I wasn't taking her to a movie and then dropping her off and wondering what she was thinking. We were just together. And while I didn't know that we'd get married in the first months, there was just not a lot of work there - we just didn't have a trial period or casual dating phase.
When I hear about people having relationship drama, I'm just of the opinion that you aren't writing a romantic novel about overcoming all kinds of obstacles in liking each other. I'm not saying there isn't any work or misunderstandings, but, kids, it can be pretty good pretty early on. With Jamie's medical history, we wound up having plenty of drama that wasn't us arguing, so don't mistake things for being all smooth sailing. And I got cold feet a couple of times as we headed toward what looked like a lifelong relationship - what with college ending and next phases of life starting.
But into those next phases we headed, sharing an apartment for two years before nuptials. We got married on a Friday in April of the year 2000. We were 25, which was pretty young by the standards of my peers. But, also, most of my friends responded to the news with "shocker, man". Which means people probably knew we were getting married before I knew.
