One thousand and ninety five days.

Patient. Smart. Kind.

Understanding. Helpful.

Did I mention patient?

Without you, I would be overtipping or undertipping every waiter in the city. Who would take me to the emergency room when I walk into glass doors, step on rakes or slice an appendage or two?

You are my rock. You keep me sane. You inspire me to be a better person.

So here’s to three years of marriage.  May we celebrate many more.

Happy anniversary, babe. Cheers.


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