We were just kids
We were just kids. I was 17 and Tom was 19. Though we met years earlier on our way to the Tunbridge World’s Fair laughing all the way while sharing a seat in our friend’s minivan or running for the too few towels after a midnight swim in a friend’s pond, little did we know where it would all lead. Not even a year into our friendship a mutual friend introduced Tom to my mother as “her future son-in-law.” Red-faced, shocked and embarrassed my high school self couldn’t imagine it and as quickly as the comment was delivered it was also dismissed.
10 years later, Tom and I have not only built a life together, but we have grown up together. We’ve been through everything. I was a 17-year-old kid living on my own for the first time in Boston attending Boston University when Tom’s path crossed mine again. I dragged my college roommate, Emily, to his run-down Jamaica Plain apartment at the outskirts of the city. Staying up all night reminiscing and too nervous to sleep, Tom and I watched VHS tapes of Supermarket Sweep re-runs all the while too busy laughing at ourselves to question why those tapes even existed.
The first thing Tom ever did was make me laugh; about what I can’t remember. The important thing is that he’s never stopped. On our hardest days Tom manages to find a smile hidden beneath my stubborn exterior. And, on our best of days, his smile is truly contagious. We were married on a beautiful, crisp and sunny September day surrounded by the most important people in our lives. Our great friend, Colin, officiated the ceremony and our large, growing and beautiful family were our “bridal party.” It was a perfect day for an imperfect couple of kids. Happy 10 years and 2nd wedding anniversary to my best friend, Tommy.