When Love Counts the Most

On March 29th, I stood there, in front of God and all of our family and friends and said, "For better, for worse; for richer, for poorer."  Did I really mean that?  At the time, they are just words, you think.  There is no way I could get any poorer than I am now, you think.  "For better, for worse..." - well, you say that on what is the best day of your life.  You can't even think about worse.  It can't get worse.  You are marrying the man of your dreams, you're happy, on cloud nine....but then life happens.  And (almost) four years later, I look at my husband and realize how true those words are.  For better or for worse, I wouldn't be anywhere else!