To my love, happy monthly anniversary. One more until 18 years together. I can't believe this much time has passed. It doesn't feel like time has passed, though. Everything feels like one long day, small blinks of darkness as sleep, different colors of the sky for the seasons. I don't feel older. I don't see myself as older, even though I am.
We have been married for two-fifths of my life. Longer if we think about how long we knew each other before you smiled and said yes to me and everyone in that garden. I love you. I hope I make you happy.