Sixteen years. If we’re being honest, I don’t think either of us—or anybody watching from the cheap seats—would’ve guessed we’d make it this far. Not because we didn’t love each other, but because we walked into this thing with more chaos than calm, more questions than answers, and absolutely no blueprint on how to blend two very different worlds.
He had never been in a serious relationship before me. Never lived with anyone but his parents. Never had the kind of structure most folks grow up with. Meanwhile, I came in like a whole tornado of organization, expectations, and routines. It wasn’t exactly a seamless transition.
The Growing Pains That Shaped Us
There were moments where we almost fell apart. Moments where I felt like I was raising another kid—kind of—because he missed a lot of basic life skills growing up while his parents were off in a bar instead of at home. He was used to utter chaos and mess. It took patience, teaching, and a whole lot of deep breaths.
But let’s be real: I’m no picnic either. My dominant personality can be… a lot. I like things done a certain way, and I don’t bend easily. So trust me, the growing pains were on both sides.
Why Our Relationship Works
Some folks would call us co-dependent because we do almost everything together. Outside of work, you’ll rarely find us apart. And you know what? It works. Other people don’t have to understand our rhythm or our routine. We figured out a long time ago who to keep at a distance and who doesn’t need to be anywhere near our relationship.
We’ve changed a lot over sixteen years. We are now in our calm era. All the kids have grown up and started families of their own. He went from never being in a relationship to being a partner, a stepdad, and a PawPaw to fifteen grandkids in record time. And he handled it like a champ, even when life handed us more chaos than calm.
The Quiet Moments Matter Most
This year, our anniversary weekend was exactly the way we like it—quiet, simple, no stress, no circus. Just us enjoying the calm we built together. We’ll probably take a little celebratory road trip before the month’s over, nothing fancy, just one of those easy adventures that always ends up being our favorite kind.
Sixteen Years of Choosing Each Other
Right now, I’m just grateful. Grateful that after all the hard moments, all the learning, all the adjusting, all the storms, I still have someone walking beside me through this wild, ridiculous life. We’ve laughed, fought, rebuilt, raised kids, spoiled grandbabies, and somehow made it through every bit of it without killing each other—and that alone deserves a trophy.
It’s been one helluva ride. But I’d do it all again. Every last minute of it. Here’s to 160 more with my bestie!
Lisa Crow contributed to this article. She is a true crime junkie and lifestyle blogger based in Waco, Texas. Lisa is the Head of Content at Gigi’s Ramblings and Southern Bred True Crime Junkie. She spends her free time traveling when she can and making memories with her large family which consists of six children and fifteen grandchildren.