Herself speaks.
Twenty-nine years ago, Beloved Husband and I got married. A blink of an eye, and here we are, ten thousand, five hundred and ninety-three days later. The days -- and the years -- blend together in a tapestry of all the big and the small moments: children, pets, homes, jobs, travels, extended family gatherings. Conversations and silences, joys and sorrows, agreements and disagreements and compromises, and growth, both individually and together. A forest of memories. Where does the path lead us? We shall see.
Happy anniversary, Beloved.
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