Lucky #13

I was super competitive in sports growing up. I still remember crowding together with my teammates from Mr. Bortelin’s soccer team and grabbing jerseys with our very own number for the first time. The most popular went first: #1, #7 and before long, only a few numbers remained, including #13. I promptly snatched it up.

“Don’t wear #13,” one of my friends chastened me. “That’s an unlucky number.”

Never one to shy away from a challenge, I retorted, “Then I’ll be unlucky for the other team.”

And #13 stayed with me throughout my entire sporting career. Bonus: I never had to fight anyone for my number.

Today marks 13 years with this guy and I’m so grateful to be lucky in love.

Happy anniversary, Babe!

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