Nineteen years ago today, I said, "I do," to my husband, Todd Parent. He proposed to me in 2002 on a beautiful beach in Nags Head, North Carolina. It feels simultaneously like yesterday and a lifetime ago.
I married him because I knew he would keep my laughing when I got too serious; because his blue eyes were clear, bright and keen, the bluest I had ever seen; because his lips were eminently kissable, and because I knew I could love him to the end of my days.
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| White lilies, red roses, red mini carnations, alstroemeria, purple statice and assorted greenery |
I was delighted when an unexpected bouquet was delivered this morning. I shouldn't have been surprised, except that I NEVER get the date of our wedding anniversary right. Never. Todd has always tolerated this failing with grace.
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| Nala, inspecting her gift |
Nala was fascinated with HER colorful new bouquet, blithely posing with the largesse. (She is a cute little dickens, isn't she? I hope she doesn't knock it off the table...)
Congratulations. Funny you don’t remember your anniversary - I still remember mine even though he ‘left home’ some thirty odd years ago!!! Wish I could forget mine!!!!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations! Beautiful flowers to celebrate.
ReplyDeleteHow lovely!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations, I hope you had a lovely day and beautiful flowers
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