Fifteen years ago this month in a vineyard at the base of Stag's Leap in Napa, California, Paul asked me to marry him. The day started with a rose on the dashboard and a personalized cassette-yes, I said cassette-of romantic songs for the drive up to Michael's house in Napa. We went for a walk under the stars in the middle of the vineyard. He got down on one knee in the mud and told me all the reasons why he loved me. Then he asked me to marry him. We celebrated at the restaurant in the Domain Chandon winery. My Romeo was there.
Fourteen years ago this month, we were married. The past fourteen years have been filled with excitement, joy, sorrow, laughter, frustration, fun, humor, fear, anxiety, stress, health, happiness, anticipation, calm, and more. We were blessed with not one but two healthy, happy, beautiful children. Above all the years have been filled with love. We have come through many major life events-Paul's broken back, Hunter's life threatening illness, the move to Colorado. The list goes on. My Romeo was there every step of the way.
We have a weekend getaway planned to celebrate our anniversary and Paul's 40th birthday. We will reminisce about the years, eat good food, see a movie, go to the spa and you know what-my Romeo will be there!
Romeo, Romeo where for art thou Romeo? Right next to me of course.
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