We started out young together.
We’ve learned adulthood the hard way together.
We’ve made mistakes together.
We’ve learned as we went together.

We’ve traveled around the world together.
We’ve gone to fancy restaurants together.
We’ve been to so many concerts together.
We’ve stayed up too late talking together.

We’ve moved houses together.
We’ve unpacked boxes we swore we labeled better.
We’ve slept on mattresses on the floor together.
We’ve been broke together.
We’ve paid past-due bills together.

We’ve laughed at each other.
We’ve screamed at each other.
We’ve made each other cry.
We’ve fought unfair together.
We’ve been really petty to each other.
We’ve learned how to forgive one another.
We’ve gone to bed angry and woken up softer together.

We’ve made babies together (that’s really fun).
We’ve raised those babies to be big kids and young adults together.
We’ve sobbed over those kids together.
We’ve built a home together.
We’ve celebrated tiny wins like they were huge together.

We’ve been sick together.
We’ve driven each other to the emergency room.
We’ve taken care of each other.
We’ve grieved losses quietly together.
We’ve sat in silence together when words would not help.

We’ve shown up exhausted together.
We’ve carried more than we thought we could together.
We’ve held each other together when things were falling apart.

We’ve grown up together.
We’ve changed together.
We’ve stayed together.
For 21 years, we’ve done life together.