Wasn't it just moments ago that we were waving goodbye to my home in L.A. and my new one became a loft in KC?
I still get the butterflies when thinking of you asking if I will be your wife, teary-eyed when I recall the magical day I became your Mrs., and I swear I can still taste the Macarons in Paris.
And now we have Addison?? God is good, my sweet-you are daily proof of that.
I love you.
Happy number 2.
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