The 1st year was a challenge, getting used to our brand new life.
The 2nd year taught me patience. I need a lot to be your wife.
Year 3, we found our rhythm and finally got the hang of it.
Then came year number 4. We're moving to Minnesota? Shit!
But we grew so close by number 5 - heading west didn't take much force.
Years 6, 7 and 8, where'd my husband go? Oh that's right...the golf course.
Which brings us now to number 9, it's almost hard to believe.
What does our life, our future hold? We'll just have to wait and see!
I love you bug. Happy Anniversary!!!