Dan gives me roses and opens my car door.
14 years of crapola.
I wouldn't trade it for the world.
Remember the week in Puerto Vallarta?
And I only wanted to eat at the American restaurants.
And I learned how to play chess.
Remember when we thought is was a really good idea
to load up a Uhaul and move to Salt Lake
without an apartment or jobs?
And how confused we were that no one understood?
And then when we pulled away from Phoenix,
I didn't quick crying until we got to Flagg.
Remember our first 6 months playing wiffle ball at our favorite park?
And we almost starved to death.
But we didn't.
Those were my favorite months.
Remember our classes together at ASU?
And you always got better grades.
And we ended up with the same degree,
because we think so much alike.
Remember all our projects?
The houses, the yards, the gardens,
so many hours painting.
Remember all the long nights before our babies were born?
And then they were here,
and we were changed.
And how we used to be normal?
But now we have little friends that will never leave us.
Remember how amazing you made me feel?
Except that never changed.
And you still amaze me everyday.
Remember how you promised me that someday, I would play Amazing Grace on the piano while you sang it in front of an audience, because really old people get away with stuff like that?
And how you will feed me yogurt in the old folk's home and laugh because yogurt makes me gag, but I won't remember that when I get that old?
So I am looking forward to getting really old with you.
Because I think you are funny.
And I love you.