My husband is a hopeless romantic. I, on the other hand, am not. This means that when it comes to celebrating anniversaries – yes, that’s right, I said anniversaries (plural) it gets our group of friends confused. You see, he insists on celebrating the date that we met which was Memorial Day weekend and our actual wedding date, which is June 27th. Does this bother me? Not in the least! How wonderful it is to be married to a man that wants to celebrate our love for each other on every occasion that calls for it. Keeping up on my end is the hard part – not for any other reason than I’m just kind of a goof when these dates come up. He, though, makes sure I’ve cleared my calendar for the entire day and comes up with various activities for the two of us, all of which are surprises for me. When I turned 30, it was an entire weekend of wonderful surprises – including skydiving, which he knows I’ve always wanted to do!
This blog is meant to share with the world that I am so in love with my husband and that he means everything to me. Thank you to my better half, for being the wonderful human being that you are and making sure there is so much love in my life. You are the love of my life and I hope you reading this makes you smile, warm your heart, and surprise! – Now it’s on a blog for all to know.