This is the first time in years that we have been together on our anniversary. I blame baseball, the other woman. In the beginning of our marriage this day would pass and I would be sad because we couldn't be together on our day. So as the years went by it became easier to just forget the day all together. What were we celebrating anyway? Soon the day came and went and neither one if us remembered or cared. Then this year happened. Our fifthteenth! Two miracles happened, 1. we remembered and 2. we were together. Finally, we could remember our day together.
Papi, I'm thankful for the life we have built together and look forward to celebrating lots more "happy anniversaries" with you!
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Third times a charm! (If your counting by fives) -Maya
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