Seven Year Itch?

Not so much. I'm as happy today as I was yesterday. And as happy yesterday as I was seven years ago.

Fred proposed to me to this song. We went to the planetarium that night. After the show, he pretended like he forgot something. All of a sudden he was on his knees with a ring in his hand. I thought it was a joke at first, until this song played. Then I knew.
Today is our seven year wedding anniversary. It's been quite a journey. I am glad to be able to share it with him.

Who needs health care anyway?

Five years ago

I became a mom. I held a new life in my arms for the first time. Someone so perfect and beautiful. Our love and souls intertwined and made our daughter. I still am not able to remember much about that day. It was an arduous labour that ended in a C-section. However, I do remember that holding her felt right. She was mine and I belong to her. I looked at her and found a new kind of love. A love so intense that it still brings me to tears. I feel it in my chest and it extends to every follicle of my body. That day I thought that my love for her was big. I thought that I could love no one else as much as I loved her. I was wrong. I love her more.

Happy Birthday to my sweet, sweet baby girl. I love you, Desmina.