If it does, get out your barf bag.
Today, Coach and I celebrate our 19th wedding anniversary.
Yes, we were toddlers when we got married.
Who said that?
Oh, never mind.
No one said that.
Happy Anniversary to the best boyfriend ever.
Had anyone told me years ago that my heart could grow larger and fill itself with MORE and MORE love each year, well I would have called them loco!
Turns out, that loco advice would have been correct.
It all started on a fateful night in1985…a blind date.
The blind; dating the blind.
Call me lucky.
Call me loved.
Call me lucky to be loved.
(call me skinny back then!)
Pinch me, I must be dreaming.
Did I make you vomit? I hope not.
We can always use a good love story, right?
By the way, the traditional gift for a 19th wedding anniversary is bronze.
I googled bronze gifts and this little number popped up.
I wonder if they make it in the proper size for my Coach.