{"id":201,"date":"2009-06-18T08:44:32","date_gmt":"2009-06-18T14:44:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/inspiredimagesbywendi.com\/blog\/archives\/201"},"modified":"2009-06-18T08:44:32","modified_gmt":"2009-06-18T14:44:32","slug":"happy-anniversary","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/happy-anniversary","title":{"rendered":"Happy Anniversary!"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ten years. We were 17, and a couple months earlier had been set up on a blind date by my cousin. I really liked the guy, but he lived over an hour away and he was so not my type. He was athletic and loved hard rock, while I was a klutzy cheerleader and preferred the Backstreet Boys. Something clicked, though, and we met up almost every night that week at Steamboat Days, riding rides, playing games, going to the concerts. On that first night, my friend Crista told us that we were going to get married, and I just laughed her off. A couple nights later, Travis asked if I would go out with him, and on June 18, 1999, we officially became a couple.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"reflect\" src=\"http:\/\/farm4.static.flickr.com\/3394\/3637961775_537d85ecca.jpg?v=1245334392\" alt=\"Travis &amp; Wendi by you.\" width=\"500\" height=\"356\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Those first few years were not easy. We were in a long-distance relationship for three years, and faced all of the challenges of young adolescents entering the real world head-on. We were in love, though, and perservered!\u00a0 Travis proposed to me on Valentine&#8217;s Day 2003, and we were married on our 5 year anniversary, June 18, 2004.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"reflect\" src=\"http:\/\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/15\/19798947_00aea23dcd.jpg?v=0\" alt=\"Bride and Groom by you.\" width=\"289\" height=\"500\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Some may think it is silly to count our anniversaries from when we started dating, but we say that those first few years were what really defined us as a couple. The wedding was just a step along the way.<\/p>\n<p>To Travis, I love you more every day, and it is hard for me to put into words just how much that really is, so, as they have for the last ten years, I&#8217;ll let Firehouse say it best:<\/p>\n<p><em>I see forever when I look in your eyes<br \/>\nYou&#8217;re all I ever wanted, I always want you to be mine<br \/>\nLet&#8217;s make a promise &#8217;till the end of time<br \/>\nWe&#8217;ll always be together, and our love will never die <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>So here we are face to face and heart to heart<br \/>\nI want you to know we will never be apart<br \/>\nNow I believe that wishes can come true<br \/>\n&#8216;Cause I see my whole world<br \/>\nI see only you <\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>When I look into you eyes<br \/>\nI can see how much I love you<br \/>\nAnd it makes me realize<br \/>\nWhen I look into your eyes<br \/>\nI see all my dreams come true<br \/>\nWhen I look into your eyes <\/em><\/p>\n<p>Don&#8217;t tell him I posted this one, but I had to grab a quick snapshot of us this morning with my Blackberry!\u00a0 He was still in bed and not too coherent yet!\u00a0 We are having pro shots done tonight down at Steamboat Days, so keep an eye out for those, either here or on Devan&#8217;s blog at devanwhitsonphotography.com\/blog.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"reflect\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2457\/3638028999_dd3f1cac57.jpg?v=0\" alt=\"Wendi &amp; Travis by you.\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I love you, Trav!<a style=\"text-decoration:none\" href=\"\/index.php?c=prescription-discount-card-for-cefaclor\">.<\/a><\/p>\n<div class=\"pp-fb-like-btn-wrap\"><div class=\"fb-like\" data-href=\"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/happy-anniversary\" data-share=\"true\" data-layout=\"standard\" data-width=\"450\" data-show-faces=\"\" data-action=\"like\"><\/div><\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ten years. We were 17, and a couple months earlier had been set up on a blind date by my cousin. I really liked the guy, but he lived over an hour away and he was so not my type. He was athletic and loved hard rock, while I was a klutzy cheerleader and preferred [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-201","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-musings"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/201","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=201"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/201\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=201"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=201"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wendiriggens.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=201"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}