On this day, 13 years ago, I married my best friend.
We started out as high school sweethearts.
Then we went to separate colleges only to see each other about once a month or so.
Despite the fact I did everything in my power to look like a complete and total douchebag...
Example A "The Chops"
...we remained together, eventually moving in with each other after graduating college.
On April 18, 1998 I married the woman of my dreams.
Since then I’ve enjoyed the hell out of making two beautiful children which my gorgeous wife unfortunately had to spit out of her amazing body on two painful occasions.
I still get all tingly and stuff thinking of the first time I saw you as you cruised across the classroom in your tight white jeans.
I still get all tingly when I wake up before you, open my eyes, and see you in the early morning sunlight.
You’re so beautiful.
I’d kill to have even half the confidence you have.
I’d kill to do this all over again once it’s all said and done….with just a few tweaks and changes….
I can’t pass your pillow without burying my face in it.
I’ve lost count of the times I’ve smelled your bathrobe.
Your laugh is infectious.
Your smile is gorgeous.
And your style as a mother is absolutely award-winning.
You rock the hell out of non-kid time
And when it’s complicated you’re sympathetically smart.
So, in short….I love you.
I love your smile.
I love your eyes.
I love your voice.
Holy hell do I love your smell.
I love watching you as a mother.
I love that I’ve been able to watch you grow into an amazing woman.
I love you Kim.
I couldn’t imagine my life without you as my best friend.