Sunday, June 6, 2010

...3- ah ah ah, 4- ah ah ah...

4 whole years, my sweet. 
Four years ago, I woke up early and headed to the temple to marry you.  Four years ago, I nearly choked to death on that sip of water the nice temple worker lady gave me, even though I wasn't thirsty.  Four years ago, we took pictures in the blazing sun-  my legs sweating in the heavy dress, and my mom hobbling on a broken toe. 

Four years and one day ago, we got a phone call that all the goldfish for the table centerpieces were dying.  Four years ago today, Kimmi splurged on the 35 cent goldfish, and they all lived through the reception.  Remember that one that lived for a whole year?  Four years ago, that Cordon kid ran out onto the pool cover at the reception and nearly gave me a heart attack. 

I loved you four years ago, Mo.  I really, truly did. 

I could not have imagined how much I would love you today.

Here's to four years, and one million more.