How do I love thee? Fireworks.

 

Happy 4th of July to you all! I hope you all have wonderful celebrations with your friends and family… I feel like I can smell the collective cookout across our nation.

 

Keeping things very short and sweet today, and in a nod to today’s traditions, I just wanted to say this about the man I married: there are still fireworks in the air.

 

Last Sunday, I sat in church and happened to glance over. I watched the muscle in his shoulder bunch and pull the green fabric of his preppy polo as he reached down to secure a pearly clip in girly hair.

 

And my stomach went, quite simply, FLIP FLOP.

 

Sixteen years together. Eleven years of marriage. Four pregnancies. Three babies. Seven moves.

 

And still? Fireworks.

 

I can’t wait to see the sparks fly when we’re eighty.

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