Wednesday, January 13, 2010
I know I've told you that I hate anything peach. I even hated peach that night. But I drank them anyway.
Today, about noon time, Dave and I will have been married seventeen years. We were even married on a Wednesday. On a much warmer Wednesday than today but a Wednesday none the less.
When I think back over the years I don't remember a time without him. It's like nothing else existed before him. I don't really know when this or how this happened. It just did. When I think about the future he's there. With me. By my side.
And just like seventeen years ago, we had a special night planned for us. And just like seventeen years ago I started my period this morning. Some things never change.
PS. What do you think about that hair!?