Some Kind Of Bliss
AN EPIDEMIC OF TREES


Tuesday, November 19, 2002  

41

Today, 41 months ago, my love and I were married.

To my wife, I love you. I adore you. I'm still surprised you said "I do."

I have come to see how much you love me. And I pray and hope and beg to whatever power exists "up there" that I never, ever take you for granted.

I love you.

Happy anniversary.

posted by skobJohn | 4:13 PM |
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