Happy 3 Yr Wedding Anniversary, My Love

I remember listening to this song in my bedroom in Connecticut during my last year of law school.

It was on a surpsingly good wedding CD that my friend AK burned for me. I didn't believe in love then. I never thought I would find a man that inspired me to take a leap of faith in love.

Throughout the years, whenever people meet us, they say "oh you guys are just newyweds, you won't be like that after the honeymoon is over." Everyday of my marriage I stive to be like that. When I'm 62 I plan on holding his hand while we walk, kiss him unexpectedly out of the blue, share secret smiles and giggles, gush over our love and make passionate love until we pass out from exhaustion. Three years later, my heart is so full that I am surprised it hasn't burst.

What I have with my husband is nothing short of magical. Every morning I wake up in awe that he's in my arms. It's still painful to leave his side to go to work. My poor husband, I kiss him to death (more like smother him with kisses) before I leave our house. I'm kooky. He just gets me, ya know? Completely. And we love each other fiercely.

Cheers to 3 blissful years of marriage to my best friend.