On this day
eighteen years ago Brian and I were all dressed up, saying I do, and dancing
the night away. And today, eighteen
years later, we’re cancelling our anniversary day
date plans, working, and staying home with a sick kid.
Life is glamorous sometimes and life is not glamorous sometimes, but there’s nobody else I’d want to spend all my days with, glamorous or not glamorous, and everything in between.
Happy eighteen
years, Brian!
I love you!
