13 years ago today, I went on my last first date, not that there had been many. I met my husband when we were both 16, in school. He was the cute new guy, and I fell hard. Over the last 13 years we have had our ups and downs, sorrows and smiles, but we've grown closer through all of it. He is my rock, my partner, my conspirator, and my best friend. He made me a wife and a then a mother, but has never forgotten that I am also a person. 13 years ago today, was the luckiest day of my life.