I’m married to a romantic. I know, I know…sometimes I forget, but it only takes one little gesture to remind me.
Today is our 6th anniversary. We ‘celebrated’ by going to the Mizzou football game yesterday – adults only. Today: a restful morning, family pictures, a kiddie birthday party and a quiet dinner at home.
That’s a far cry from our blissful-wild-and-crazy-once-in-a-lifetime celebration 6 years ago.
But I’ll share a portion of the letter I received today:
“Happy Anniversary to the Love of My Life~
I’d just like to say “thank you” for the 6th official time to you. Thank you for saying “I Do” on that wonderful day two thousand, one hundred and ninety one days ago.
That was the beginning of a wonderful run. I never, ever take for granted what we have with our love for one another as well as those two precious little gifts that we put to bed each night.
….and I just want to say “thank you” a thousand times over; actually, Two thousand, one hundred and ninety one times.”
Heavenly, I know.
6 years, I have now been married to my best friend, to the one who makes me laugh the hardest, holds me up when I feel weak or sad, and shares my joy. He is the best daddy, a stellar friend and the one I trust most in the world.
I am one lucky girl. And WOW~ do I ever have a lot to look forward to!
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