When I decided to get married, I knew married life would not be perfect. I knew it would be a work in progress for the rest of my life. I knew there would be days when I would want you out of my hair and you would feel the same way. I knew some days I would want to be 25 again, have a drunken Friday night with my girlfriends and not worry about being married. I would want to feel the freedom I have felt before. I had more questions and doubts.
I got married anyway. Something felt right.. Somehow I felt, no matter how hard it got at times, the good times we would share, would make it all worth it in the end.
4 years and some today.. I haven’t been happier. I haven’t slept better. I haven’t felt this loved and cared for. I haven’t known what freedom really meant until I met you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me.
Happy Anniversary dear!
SUPERCALIFRAGILISTICEXPIALIDOCIOUS 
Good to know.
Best wishes
Ganga
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Thank you Ganga, how are you?
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beautifully written. Congratulations!
And same pinch 🙂
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Thank you, same pinch indeed. You seem to have been busy the past couple of months.
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Well said. Congratulations.
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Thank you!
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