Today is the 16th anniversary of the day my wonderful husband J. asked me to be his wife. J. accomplished this feat as he does most things in his life - simply, straightforwardly and without a lot of fanfare. It wasn't by any stretch of the imagination a romantic proposal. No flowers. No music. No special surprises. It was all pretty expected, really. And that's OK. My husband is one of the sweetest, most kind, most reliable down to earth guys on the planet. He isn't complicated. He is a man of few words, but the words he chooses get the job done. So when he, over a sushi dinner at our favorite little Japanese place said simply 'There's something I've been meaning to ask you. Will you marry me?', I was surprised about the simplicity but knew he meant it. I said yes. Fast forward 16 years, 2 kids, a mortgage and life intervening, and we're still together and happy. Simple. That's the way we like it.
Happy anniversary, J. I love you!
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Love you, too, Honey!
J.
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