:::Steal My Kisses from You:::
Three years ago today, I met Terrence.
We consider the day we met to be more important than the day we got married. Not to be completely cheesy...but I think that it's because we could have picked any day for our wedding, but the Universe and coincidence picked the day we met.
Within moments of meeting, he had swooped me down into a this-only-happens-in-movies kiss. Within two hours he had told me he loved me. And by the end of the night there was no one else in the world. I moved in with him a week later.
I've always been impulsive, but usually logical. And, to be honest, this did seem logical at the time. In any case, it was a wonderful decision, because I am crazy about my husband.
We have our ups and downs like every couple, but at the end of the day, we're laughing 98% of the time. He's my favorite person to be around. We can spend the whole day trekking around Paris using a map and broken French, or the whole day on the couch watching the Lord of the Rings. We can spend hours at some small café in Atrani, or sip our favorite Caramel Lattes right here in Houston. We spend our time planning our escapes to faraway places, and then miss home when we're gone.
We hold each other's hand when we're scared, and we build each other up when our worlds feel like they are crumbling down. We support each other, laugh at each other's REALLY bad jokes, and fight about whose turn it is to take the dog out. He's my family, my love, my companion.
I hope you find that. I want everyone to find that. Take a chance. Be impulsive. Say I love you. Say it all the time.
Happy Anniversary, my darling.