365 days, 52 weeks, 525,600 minutes (couldn’t resist), about 156 eggs, many tears, hours of sleep, around ten big fights, two nose bleeds, 237 reasons, thousands of dollars, tens of thousands of miles, hundreds of beers, countless glasses of wine, (what feels like) hundreds of episodes of chopped, over two dozen movies, thousands of frustrations, dozens of questioning, hundreds of answers, thirty bodily functions that kill romance, two families, one procedure, hours of awkward silence, minutes of temptation, days of anger, few regrets, well over a 1,000 cups of coffee, five airplanes, six cars, four cats, one dog, four houses, one home, billions of smiles and memories… and one year of being together. I couldn’t be happier…
But then today’s date creeps in and I want to scream. The 20th could not end any faster.
