
I’ve always looked forward to this post, where I post mushy pictures of the BF and write in the corniest way possible, how I’m so very much in love with him. But I missed the date by three months!! I’ve been a complete slacker with this blog.
March 11th we celebrated a whole year of being together. Before Tony, I never really thought about anniversaries or what was so great about it. I guess when you jam so much in a year where both you and someone you’re in love with gets to enjoy the places you visit, the food you taste, the people you meet, the events that happened, the tears that were cried, the struggles that were gone through; you stop and realize how far you’ve come. You stop and remember that first day you saw each other, the first time you kissed, the first conversation you had, and the first time you said, “I love you”. It becomes a pretty glorious day when all of that comes to perspective and you both celebrate to another year of even bigger and better things. And thats when I realized that anniversaries aren’t just a day you celebrate being together, but a time where you stop and look back on the things that happened and will happen. I realized just how amazing life is with him in my life, I’m not alone anymore. I’ve got my main squeeze and I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.
I love you babycakes.





























