Believe Or Not: I Want that Award

For the next few days I'll be featuring some of my favorite bloggers. I asked them one simple question, "Where do you see you and your husband in fifty years?" Feel free to leave your answer in the comments...I'd love to feature your comments in a post later!

Today's guest blogger is Kaylee from Devil Dog Darling. After reading her guest post, make sure you show her some love over at her blog. Thank you Kaylee!
I want to say a big thank you to Nicole for allowing me to guest post for her while she is away to celebrate such a wonderful occasion.

Her grandparent’s 50^th wedding anniversary! I mean how wonderful and exciting is that? I must wish them all of the congratulations that I can and many more years for them to celebrate.

I look forward to the day that Jacob and I can stand with all of our children, grandchildren, family and friends to celebrate half a century of life shared together.

Honestly right now, I am wondering...

What Jacob and I will look like?

How many kids will we have?

What about grand children, or even great grandchildren?

Wow, the rest of my life with the same person?

The day Jacob and I were married was probably the happiest day of my life.

(Now I think the happiest day was when he learned that age old saying... "Happy wife Happy life!)

Gosh was I nervous!

At the time, we didn't think it was ever going to happen.

Jacob was stationed in North Carolina and I was living in Virginia.

It took a month to get the marriage license.

Then my car was totaled.

I couldn't get down there to get married.

I cried for days.

The day we had planned came and went and I was still not his Mrs. Yet.

My boss became my angel (then kicked me in the teeth a month later).

She loaned me her car and gave me a day off of work so I could go marry my best friend.

I was shaking most of the drive (4 hours have never gone by so slow)

On one of my many rest stops (I have an over active bladder when I get nervous, TMI?) I was approached my a biker (who quite frankly, scared the snot out of me when he knocked on my window) who asked me if I was a Jarhead? (from the stickers on the car, my boss's son was a marine as well)

I replied that my soon-to-be Husband was and I was going to marry him that day. I received congratulations from him, his wife and all of the other riders that he shouted it to, so loudly that the whole parking lot stopped and stared.

He told me, “The best thing in life is sharing it with someone you care for more than yourself.”

Skip to the vows. We finally made it to the court house and I was practically bouncing. We had no witnesses (that we knew, they were random nice people that we asked to stand there for us, our original witnesses backed out) and no white dress or dress blues, but we had fire in our hearts and were so happy and confident in our decision.

As Jacob started reciting his vows to me tears came to my eyes, (and I swore I wouldn’t cry!) until he started to stutter!

For some reason..

he could not get out the line that stated he would be faithful!!

I wasn't sure if I should be irritated of laugh... I smacked him and he spit it out, the justice of the peace gave me a nasty look..but

At that point, I burst out laughing and we laughed our way through the rest of it.

What an amazing feeling shot through me when I kissed my husband for the first time! I knew that I didn't need fancy, or a dress or a uniform, I had the man with the heart!

Now, I am sitting here and wondering about 50 years later (technically 49, we’ve been married a year).

I see us bickering just the same as we always have!

I see us living in South Carolina, I have always loved it there, In a house like this