14 Years Since
Bit of personal business here today, but it matters: This is the 14th anniversary of the accident that nearly killed my husband Duane.
Happy Eighth Anniversary, Beloved!
Married. Married is WONDERFUL. Duane Reid, I wouldn’t trade these last eight years for anything in the world.
Happy Anniversary, My Love
See that guy up there? Want to know why he’s so awesome? Well, here’s is a list, in no particular order.
Happy Anniversary, Us
As of yesterday (around 7:30pm, give or take) we have been married for four years. Four awesome, tantalizing, emphatically fabulous years. I can genuinely say that regardless of external stresses, I am happier than I’ve ever been. Here’s to you, beloved. May we celebrate our next 4, 40, or 400 together (never know what nanobots …
Oh Yeah, I’m in Love
Me: “Yes, well, you have to expect funny things. You married a pianist-writer-wife, after all.” Him: *laughs really hard* “Pianist-writer? Try writer-pianist. It’s so, so obvious you’re meant to be a writer.” Me: *wracked with guilt over mostly-unused music degree* “What? Really?” Him: “Oh, yeah. Music is secondary. Every bone in your body is an author-bone.” Me: …
Prince Charming
MY HUSBAND IS COMING TO TAKE ME HOME ON FRIDAY! Also, have a random dragon (and other photos).
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