28 June, 2011  |   7 Comments

Happy Eight years, you.

You and I, we married eight years ago.
I have a record of it here, on my web log.
Here, here is a poem written about the night we met.

It’s like my memento box is public.
Held sideways, here, without a lid.
Now everyone can see.

Here is the photo you took of me the first time you came to visit me.

Here is a photo from our wedding.
Family Wedding Photo

We were such babies then.

Now we have these babies.
Recessive Genes

We didn’t know what changes this marriage would hold.
I didn’t know how interesting I would continue to find you.
You didn’t know what you were in for.

I’m so lucky to be yours.
I’m so lucky to watch the kind of spectacular father you’ve turned out to be.
Plus, you’re just smoking hot.

The stakes are different,
The commitment remains.

Here’s to eighty more.

7 thoughts on “Happy Eight years, you.

  1. 1
    Angella says:

    Happy, happy anniversary! Loved this. 🙂

  2. 2
    Mir says:

    Awwwwwwww! Happy anniversary, you crazy kids!!

  3. 3
    Erica Lucci says:

    Congratulations & happy anniversary! I loved the last two lines of the poem, knowing what it is about.

    “i think that
    this is going to hurt.”

  4. 4
    May says:

    Congratulations, and here’s to many, many more.

  5. 5
    Helen Jane says:

    Aw, you guys are the sweetest. Thanks!

  6. 6
    nicole says:

    Lovely! And — many congrats!

  7. 7
    carrster says:

    Happy Belated Anniversary!!

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