(Because we are so youthful.)
Because marriage is tough sometimes.
I stand with the host tonight - amazed, thankful. Greg gets me and I think I understand him. We laugh, we joke, we still like to hang out.
I am blessed and lucky.
The kids didn't share my sappy feelings when we arrived to take them home. They grumbled and growled and begged us to go away just a little longer - the trampoline was almost assembled in Aunt Lori's backyard and we were ruining their evening.
(Their evening. Those little darlings.)
But the roses were mine.
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