Thirteen years later…

Merrin and I celebrated the thirteen year anniversary of our first date this weekend.

13 years…
678 weeks…
4748 days…
113,952 hours…
6,837,120 minutes…
410,227,200 seconds…

Every moment has filled my life completely. It has been just the blink of an eye… and it has been my whole life.

Without question or hesitation, I am the luckiest man alive.

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3 thoughts on “Thirteen years later…”

  1. Awww…kudos to you for celebrating anniversaries of your first date! Not many men do…just you and the other luckiest man alive, my husband. LOL.

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