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My dear sweet husband,

Cheers to two years of marriage! We did it. Things haven’t always been easy, but they haven’t really been hard, either. Life is easy with you. It’s nice to do life with you. To have you to make me laugh and dance in the kitchen with. To have you to drive me to Michigan because I hate driving myself. To have you to lay on the couch and giggle with. To have someone to plan the next steps of our path with. Here’s to the next two, two dozen, two hundred years. You are just right for me. 

Do you guys believe in soul mates? When I was a kid, the thought appealed to me. The idea that there is a person out there that was made for just you, and you had to find that person. Like in a fairytale. Well I’m not sure if soul mates are a real thing or not, but I do know that my sweet mangosquash is one of a kind. He is kind, but fierce in the way he loves his friends and family. He is extremely humorous, but poised and articulate in the way he speaks about something he believes in. He is goofy, yet sweet and honest and would never hurt anyone. I know that I am the luckiest that he loves ME and that he has promised to be my mine forever. Blah blah blah mushy stuff. Love you, sweetheart. Let’s do this thing.

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Dear Jonny B, Thank you for loving me. The way you look at me makes me melt even after 6 years. Dear weeds, we pulled and pulled until our bodies ached and you still aren’t all gone. Thanks for keeping us humble and making us work hard when we don’t want to. Dear Schlafly, you sure are a pain in our necks, but you are still the cutest and funniest pup and we wouldn’t trade you for a million bucks. A billion, maybe. 😉 Dear St. Louis, thanks for the perfect weather this weekend. Please don’t bring 100 degree days our way. Dear women’s running group, thanks for inspiring me to get involved and step out of my comfort zone and meet new people. You are good for me.

 

This weekend we: went to a Cardinals game (victory!), drank beer outside and enjoyed the first Honey Moon since 1919, cleaned out our garden beds, played at the in-law’s pool, enjoyed homemade skillet pizza and beer on our deck, went to a wonderful church service, and celebrated Father’s Day with Jon’s wonderful grandparents. We are lucky. Here’s to another week full of promise.