Kenny and I first met down at the campground. I was friends with Lisa and he was cousins with Billy. We were both down at the beach, with our significant others. I was 21 and Kenny was 16. Never would I have thought to look at him and think "I'm going to marry you" 6 years later, I am a single mom to an 18 month old daughter and I am attending the wedding of Billy and Lisa. I decided to go solo- no plus one- with hopes I could find someone to dance with. So began the mention of Kenny. "well Kennys single" "Kennys cute" "kenny is a great guy" "He'll treat you like a princess" and I'm thinking... Little Kenny? Last time I saw him he was drunk and stole my sun glasses. ... Night of the wedding I regretted my decision to go solo I didn't know many people and had no idea who I would be sitting at a table with. Next thing I know Kenny is asking me to dance with him. We dance. We drank. We laughed. I chewed his straw. And then I left home. He didn't even ask me for my number. I then reached out to Laura to see if I could get Kennys number. She sent it over. I sent the first text and never got a response. 2 weeks later I get asked how things were going with Kenny and I told her I never got a response. Come to find out she gave me the wrong number. He texted me that night and that was the very start of us. Few weeks later we finally meet up at the carnival. I have Veida (there was no slow transition period here) and he was nice. He held her bag. Bought her a hotdog. and I thought.. this is it. I knew very early on that I was going to marry him. Something about him felt like home. Our relationship is easy. It is so fun. We laugh so much. We do so much. And we are genuinely so in love with each other. I feel so blessed to know a love so pure- a love people search their whole lives for- when we did, as we now have so many years ahead of us and I am excited for every single one.