Happy anniversary, baby! Even though we are born of 2 distinctly different kinds of crazy, I’m thrilled to say we’re making it work. One of us was born into the solidly passive/aggressive kind of crazy, where a child’s soul is slowly sculpted by the chisel of lovelyness followed quickly by the hammer of doom. The other of us was born into the more aggressive/aggressive type of crazy, where the child’s soul is yanked out and shattered in one swift movement, leaving the child to carry around these shards of soul, trying to put them back together while simultaneously using them to stab the people they love most.

*cough*

Ok, maybe one of us was born to both kinds of crazy, but that’s not the point! The point is, you’re my best friend and I’m thrilled that you think I’m worth hanging around for. You continue to surpise me with the depth of your love for me and the girls. Thank you for always being steadfast and wise and loving in all of the ways that matter most. I am the luckiest dame I know. I love you more every day. Happy anniversary.

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