Earlier this week, we celebrated our tenth wedding anniversary. After so many years together, my man knows the most direct route to my heart. That's why he didn't take any detours to flower shops or wrong turns at the mall. He headed straight for the one thing that never fails to bring a smile to my face. And he saw that smile, the second he walked through the door with that beautiful box in his hand.
No, not that box.
This one.
Because really, when a girl has all of this, what more could she possibly want?
Happy Anniversary, baby. What say we go another ten?
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No, not that box.
This one.
Because really, when a girl has all of this, what more could she possibly want?
Happy Anniversary, baby. What say we go another ten?
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4 comments:
What a guy! So glad you appreciate
him.
That's the way Dad and I have made it through our 50 plus years. We hit a milestone, and re-up for the next chunk of time. ("I can't promise you forever....but how about another 25." Before you know it...it is forever,and that's just about perfect.)
Chocolate cake? Smart man!
I think we'll make it through another 25; 23 of which we've been married.
Happy anniversary!
xxoo
One of the reasons that I know we'll make it is because he barbecues ribs for the girls and me, even though he doesn't like them. That's true love.
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