Two years ago today, John asked me to marry him. Actually… his exact words were, “So do you want to get hitched?” And I may have given him a little punch in the arm because I thought he was kidding. “No, I’m serious!” And then I started sobbing. “Of course. Of course I want to marry you!” And a year and a half later we did. Everyday I am glad I said yes.
(photo by our labor of love)