Apparently, I can’t stay away from corny catch phrases. Or, corny love songs. Like this one. We played it at our wedding. It was one of the few songs that I don’t think about today and cringe:
Saturday marks 17 years that Bret and I have been married. No, I wasn’t 12 at the time. I was 19. So there.
BG truly is my best friend.
The road we have walked these last few months has made it painfully clear to never take a day, minute, second for granted. It has stripped us down to the bare roots and shown us what to really value in life. They say that “absence makes the heart grow fonder.” I don’t need, or want the absence. Love in the here and now.
BG still periodically asks me to marry him. And I still say yes. And I will. For the rest of my life. Happy anniversary honey, I LOVE YOU.