It’s our anniversary today. Nate and I met at Book Club in 10th grade (I was 16, he was 15), passed notes in Dr Keeley’s Calculus class senior year, took a few years off from eachother in college, then later got back together. Eventually one of us said “How ’bout we get married?” and the other one said “OK!” so we got married on Valentine’s Day. Which was actually an accident, because it happened to fall on the Saturday before my mid-winter school break six years ago…
He’s the best husband I could ever ask for and a fantastic dad.
Plus he wears the stuff I make him.
Happy Anniversary, Mr Rae. And Happy Valentine’s Day to the rest of you!