Today is my husband’s 35 birthday and I wanted to do something special to show Robert how much I love him, but I’d already put this together last winter, and it still speaks perfectly of my love for this wonderful man. Happy birthday Robert! I’m loving growing old with you, yet never growing up.
With the passing of Thanksgiving I’ve really been assessing how and why I am thankful. One of the most essential parts of my life, and one for which I am truly thankful, is also one I often take for granted: Robert, my husband, the love of my life. After 12 1/2 years of marriage, I realize I fall in love with him more all the time. If you’re doing the math and have read my previous posts, you’re probably wondering how a woman who just turned 29 (for the 7th time) could possibly have been married for so long. I must have been a baby.
Seriously, I don’t know what either of us were thinking when we decided to get married at 21 (Robert) and 22 (me- yes, I’m the “older woman” by nine months). I was graduating from college one day, and two weeks and a day later, I…
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