February 14, 2005 I had my first date with John. We went to Diamond Dave's because it was the only decent place we could think of that wouldn't be packed on Valentine's Day. The food was good, but the company was better. Six short months later, I was standing in the wings of the church preparing to walk down the aisle and become his wife. I'd never been more in love and more sure of a decision in my life. Today, five years later, I'm just as sure of my decision as I was that day, but today I am more in love than I was on that hot August day. We have crammed a lot of life and experiences in those five years. We've weathered a lot of storms, we've walked through some valleys, we've danced on some mountain tops, and we've learned some valuable lessons. We've experienced the joys of childbirth and the frustrations of parenting. We've known overwhelming, crushing debt, and the sense of accomplishment in working hard to pay it off. We've loved passionately and fought passionately. He is the love of my life, and there aren't words to express how much he means to me, and I could never do enough to show him how much I love him. Happy Anniversary, Love. 5 years down, forever to go. I'm looking forward to the next adventure.
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