15 years ago I frantically searched for a cocktail napkin and a pen. You see, we did not have cell phones then.
The bar was closing and I had just met a really cool guy. He liked racquetball. Plus they hadn't turned the lights on yet.
We went on a couple dates. We went out for a while.
We looked like this:
We broke up. Our lives went on. We moved to separate ends of the earth. But he always stayed with me, somehow. Somewhere.
10 years later, we looked like this:
Sometimes when I hear him on the other end of the phone I close my eyes and remember how desperate I once felt listening to his voice and wishing he were closer.
Then I remember that he is now. And has been for the past 5 years.
We look like this now:
All I have to do is look at my children. That's the best anniversary present ever.
Happy Anniversary, honey. You're still my favorite.
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