Twelve years ago today, at about this time, I married the love of my life. We were just babies, really, and we are so fortunate that we have grown up *together*. John and I were talking a few weeks ago about some aquaintance’s drama. I don’t remember who or what, but he said something about being glad that neither of us were into drama. I think that is a huge part of making our marriage successful. We choose not to create drama. We choose to be happy. We choose to love each other.
Having such a great guy for a husband does help, I admit. John gets better looking every year! He’s a wonderful father and a good provider. He’s grown into the spiritual leader in our family. He makes me a better person. I love you, babe!