He's the guy who still floats my boat, makes me laugh, weak in the knees and, sometimes, a bit annoyed. I'm just being honest here.
We've been through a lot, the two of us, but we've always come out of each little thing together. He is the one I can always count on.
Yesterday we celebrated another anniversary. Sixteen years ago we went to the temple, where we were married for time and all eternity. It is the one that means the most to me because he
chose to stand beside me forever and ever. We are a couple to infinity and beyond.
It started as just us, then one baby, then another and another. And, in September, a little grand- baby will join us. I think we've come full circle. So, happy anniversary, Mr. Smith. I am so grateful to be your wife.
Now, go take out the trash.