Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day, you’re in diapers; next day, and you’re gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul.
Well, here we are kids, the final episode of the little mini drama I’ve been calling my Kim Saga. For any of you new readers who might have accidentally stumbled onto my story blog while looking for your favorite recipe, kitten video or porn site, welcome! My story blog is all about me, my own personal life documentary. Inside these couple hundred accounts is one long one about how I first encountered my wife as a 14 year old, (link), all the way to this point here; getting married.
“Marriage is no way of life for the weak, the selfish, or the insecure.”
Once upon a time, there was a boy and a girl who loved each other very much. After several years of dating, they were married. Over time, as will happen with married people, they grew much closer to one another. Now, growing close is a good thing. When done right it can even approach a feeling of sanctity; all is right with the world. On the flip side, growing closer to one another exposes weak spots, the fontanelles of the heart. Continue reading →