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Fifteen years ago (yeah, I know) Kolby and I were naive little kids compiling photos from our childhoods and months of dating for what would turn out to be a very cheesy wedding video. (No, you don't get to see it.) One of the songs we chose to go along with the photos was a sweet romantic song by Billy Joel called You're My Home. I remember the moment we chose that song. Kolby and I were sitting outside having lunch on a break from skiing at Deer Valley. It was a gorgeous sunny Spring day, one of those perfect days when you ski in t-shirts and eat outside and end up with attractive sunburns on your face outlining perfectly the shape of your goggles. And because it was Deer Valley (we were there on freebies) there was a guy playing the guitar and singing, and that Billy Joel song was one of the songs he played.

It's interesting now to remember the thoughts running through my 19 year-old brain as I listened to that song and daydreamed about what our life would be like together. Interesting and embarrassing and hilarious. Of course, life has been nothing like I imagined. It's been so much more difficult and frustrating and joyful and exciting and fantastic than I could have ever dreamed. (It's also involved far more moving boxes.)

The other day I was stopped at traffic light and a song came on the radio that made me want to climb on top of my car and dance, which would have also been interesting and embarrassing and hilarious. It was just such a fantastic love anthem, so much more appropriate to be the soundtrack to the last 15 years and 10 homes in three states I've spent with Kolby. Because despite all those teen romances I used to read and watch, (um hello? Am I the only one who wanted to be Mary Stuart Masterson in "Some Kind of Wonderful?") life is not normally all that sweet and romantic. It's an up and down, crazy and wild ride. And I'd take that any day over sweet and romantic.

Man o man you're my best friend I scream it to the nothingness

Home is wherever I'm with you

(Our anniversary isn't actually until next month.)
(And you can listen to more Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros here.)