I doubt my kiddies ever think about where their story began. But I think of it often. I think of the scenes where our romance was born. I think of the walks, the drives, the rooms, the smells, the places where we first said "I love you" and the local of our first date. Our first home, and all those first moments that founded the romance we live daily. So while my children probably don't think often about how their story began...its still fun to intertwine the present with the flavor of the past.
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| where we first met...Binkley chapel! |
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| from that moment 10 years ago to this increase...miracles do happen! |
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| silly boy... |
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| silly girl... |
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