Happy Thanksgiving

 11 years ago a new kid drove up to the GSW BSU in his green Ford Ranger.

I asked him to play with me in the band.

9 years ago he asked me to go eat supper with him.

 7 and a half years ago he asked me to marry him.

(I said yes.)

7 years ago today we became one.

 

3 and a half years ago we had a baby girl.

16 months ago we had another one.

 This morning we woke up and he said, "Happy Thanksgiving."

And I knew what he meant.

Happy anniversary, Coach. You have my heart, always.