Anniversary with my favorite

On our first date - one so successful it could have ended with a kiss - we were eating dessert. I asked him about where he had served his mission for our church. "Alabama," he said. I responded that I bet he ate really well. He smiled and leaned back in the booth. He grabbed his belly in both his hands and gave it a shake. "Did I eat well?" he laughed, "Eight some years later, I still have something to show for it."

I was delighted.

How could you not be?

Six months later and I love him love him love him.