So three years. I know for a lot of you reading this that's not really a long time. A lot of you have been married for much longer than that. Heck, three years in the scheme of things really isn't that long.

But three years being really happy with someone who you enjoy spending time with? I'll take that.

So maybe maybe this three year posts isn't as mushy as the first year (I didn't appear to even acknowledge it last year) but I still feel the same. I'm happy to have met Chris and have someone who is cool with all my strange habits (like how I will binge on something to the point of ignoring everything else).

We may not have had the most romantic of dinners (it is Monday after all), but there isn't anyone else I'd rather share a meal with day after day.



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