I sat at my computer. Days in a row. Trying to write about marriage. My marriage. Usually I can write so much, but I just keep taking myself through years of photos. Of Dave and I when we first started dating. When we moved in together. When we bought the house and recused Carter. Of our wedding somewhere in between. I think about friendships we’ve made and lost, and how marriage truly has been him to my family and me to his.
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