Today marks our 8th wedding anniversary. I never thought he'd do it. I didn't think Mr. B would ever get married. Much less to me. I still remember how cold his hands were when the minister (my brother) asked us to join hands and repeat our vows to each other. They were ice cold.
I'm so glad he married me. I'm glad I married him.
I love you, D.
Now - - if only we were headed to the beach again. Ahhh....
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