So once upon a time, 11 years ago I stood on an altar and bet my life on forever. Before God, my family and 150 witnesses I promised to love someone for eternity. That lasted about 9.5 years. Well...you win some, you lose some. But, before it was War of the Roses and the flames of Hell engulfed us and turned us into jaded skeletons of our former selves, there was a time that Oz and I actually liked each other. I dare even say loved. We were young, naive and beyond dorky. Sometimes it is fun to look back at the video we made to play at our wedding (like on our ex-anniversary) and see how it all began. From the days before Oz became Oz and I became The Wicked Witch. We were just a couple of dorks thinking about growing old together. I look at that person that I was and laugh. And cry. My God I was so innocent. We were 2 idiots. But, we had so much fun together. I sometimes wonder, how could I have wasted a decade of my life? Then I remember I left that marriage with a Master's Degree and 3 children. It wasn't all bad. And I watch our video: Girl Meets Boy: Welcome to the Family and think that maybe taking a chance on LOVE wasn't stupid, it was a life experience that in the end I am glad I have.