



We've grown and experienced a lot over our time together and I must say that the time has flown by. I laugh now at how we would celebrate every passing month in that first year as an anniversary (after all, it was high school). We were just babies when it all began. I had braces, a perpetually bad perm and thought I could pull off plaid polyester pants and a chunky wool sweater. You were bashful, played football and believed that nice guys always finish last (a notion that I hope to have beat out of you). Thank you for loving me for what I am and for never letting me sell myself short. I could not imagine a better partner in life. I adore you and look forward to the years to come.
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