Our marriage began with a hurricane (the storm, not the drink). The morning after our wedding we were forced to evacuate Louisiana. We drove for 14 hours and after no luck finding a hotel, we ended up spending the first night of our honeymoon sleeping in our Jeep in a Cracker Barrel parking lot. While not obviously romantic, it was adventurous and oddly special.
We recently celebrated our first year anniversary — or as my husband would say, "We survived our first year of marriage." As year one passed us by, I couldn't help but reflect on what I have learned...about marriage, about love and about myself.
