Eight and a half years.
Four states.
Six moves.
Adventures galore.

And I still get excited every time you walk into the room.

So many people said that meeting a guy I met on the internet wouldn’t work out. So many people said it was a bad idea for a newly-divorced single mom to be dating, let alone falling in love and getting married again. I’m glad we took chances. I’m glad you’ve been able to follow your dreams. And I’m glad that I borrowed your Toad the Wet Sprocket CD.

Happy Valentine’s Day, Tay.