Fh use to hang on every thing that flew out of my mouth. True. When I had something important to say (stop laughing).Now we barely have time for a peck as we're both racing out the door.
We were celebrating Thanksgiving at fh's grandma's 10 years ago. My first time meeting his tribe. I love how "sweet" and so in love we were . AND g-d sooooo young. I had him with every breath I whispered. Young love. This is before wrinkles had set in on me and before fh had turned "salt-n-peppa" . Ahhh, age, it's a beautiful thing. I still love you baby!