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Our Fairy Tale...

On this day in 1999, at 3 o'clock in the afternoon in the small Baptist church that I grew up in I promised my love and my life to Cody Churchwell. It has been thirteen years and I can honestly say I am more in love with him and respect him more today than thirteen years ago. It has not always been fun or easy but we both make a choice daily to love and respect each other, even on the days that it is not easy to do.

We met at the county stockshow in February 1997, a mutual friend introduced us. I remember seeing him earlier that day, before we were introduced, he walked right past me. Honestly, I was offended that he could walk right by me and not even notice me, I knew I looked good that day how dare he! So later when a friend, who was a boy, came up to me and said "Hey see that guy over there? He wants to meet you." I was ready to pay him back for ignoring me earlier, I agreed to let him introduce us but I was not very friendly. Cody spent the rest of the day trying to talk to me and I spent the rest of the day ignoring him every chance I got. My mom saw him trying to talk to me and asked who he was but I said just some boy. The next day at the stockshow the friend that introduced us told me Cody drove a corvette (this friend knew me to well), this made me think I could make my best friend jealous if she saw me riding around in a little red corvette, maybe he was worth a little piece of my time after all! So we exchanged numbers that day and met up that night with some friends. We saw each other a couple times during that week and one night as he was dropping me off at home in his dad's pickup, sitting in my parents driveway Cody asked me if I would be his girlfriend. I must say, he had charmed me and I happily agreed that I would. The next weekend was Valentine's day, it was our first real date, he took me to a nice restaurant, gave me flowers, sang to me and told me he loved me (yes on the first date), he says I said "thank you" but the memory of my response has slipped my mind! We were inseparable from that moment on, well for the next five months anyway and then he broke up with me and broke my heart into a million pieces!! As a 16 year old girl I was devastated!!! Well it wasn't too long before he was calling (in fact it was just a matter of days). For the next couple of years we were in love one day and hated each other the next, when we weren't dating each other we were still friends that told each other everything! On December 31, 1998 I was dating a different boy and we had a fight so I called Cody to talk and to wish him happy new year, we decided we missed being together and wanted to start the new year off right. I was a senior in high school by this time and Cody had been out of school for a couple years and was working for his dad. It was a matter of weeks before we were talking about our future and decided we wanted to get married in about a year. I wanted to have a year of college under my belt before we got married. We were engaged before I graduated from high school and the more we talked about being married the longer that year sounded and before we knew it a wedding date was set for November 6th of that same year! We decided why should we wait to get married when we knew we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together so what's the difference between a few months and a year?! It wasn't to long into the wedding planning that my dear, sweet daddy offered to pay for us to elope but we refused, after it was all said and done we both wished we had taken him up on his offer!! Finally the big day came, every thing was perfect! It was the best day of my life! I had in my mind that we were like a fairy tale and we were going to live happily ever after!!
Thirteen years later I can look back and say it has been a wild ride, we have created our own kind of fairy tale, nothing like you will ever see in a Disney movie or well any movie for that matter but it is ours!! There have been some really rough storms that we have withstood together and there have been times that we didn't want to stand together but we made a choice to do it anyway and we have always come out better, stronger and more in love. Before we got married no one ever told me how hard marriage is, they never told me it is a choice you make every day to love and respect each other, I was never told it is a full time job! We have messed up together and learned together and grown up together. We have had more good times than bad times, lots of laughter and many memories! We have lost many loved ones along the way. There have been times I haven't had the strength to carry on to the next day but Cody was the crutch that held me up. He has loved me when I have been unlovable, he has loved me when I didn't want to be loved and he has loved me when I didn't love him back. He is my best friend, my lover, he is the one that God created just for me for my whole life, he is who I will share my mansion with in heaven. Like I said it has been a wild ride and I hope and pray that it lasts for a hundred more years!!

Happy Anniversary Babe, I love you and respect you ALWAYS!!!

God bless,
Denissa

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  1. What a sweet post! I loved ya'lls story! Happy Anniversary you two!

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