11 Happy Years

It's been 11 years since I married the man of my dreams. I remember the day we met. It seems silly, but I even remember what he wore. I remember making the decision to be with him for eternity. In turn, I loved and still do love his boyish, freckly cuteness and contagious giggles of happiness. I love his manly need to be needed. I love his intelligence, sensitivity and unselfishness. I love his funny fun-ness! I love our movie nights and cuddle times. He's the perfect ball pitcher and jungle gym builder. Thank you for being you and thank you for choosing me. I love you!