Well Steve, what are we gonna do to top the last twelve years? We sure have had an adventure, haven't we?
That first year with no sofa, sitting on the floor of our little apartment in Podunk, Indiana where neither of us wanted to be, eating macaroni and cheese and watching that little television (twelve inches, was it?)... But you know, I look back at the pictures from that time and I see us with all the possibility in front of us. It was hard, but there was a possibility of more.
And now here we are. So much achieved...most good...some really good...some bad...some really bad. So much possibility still remains. Remember that. Remember that no matter what life throws our way and no matter how badly today sucks, tomorrow holds possibility. I never in a million years would have guessed we would be visiting our boys' graves on the weekend of our anniversary. But the rest is better than it was in my imagination. Our home, our zoo, our boy, and us. When I think of it all, I still have to pinch myself to believe it is real...that WE have achieved all this (happiness and sadness)...together.
Thank you for holding my hand...and for holding me up. Thank you for making me smile...and for letting me cry. Thank you for making my life the gloriously messy and beautiful experience I always dreamed it could be. Thank you for being my friend and my love.
I love you and I always will.