π§♀️ Fairy bubbles and unicorn kisses
Five Years of Magic, Mayhem, and Love
I used to believe in fairy tales and happy endings. I believed in bubbles, rainbows, starry nights, and campfires. I lived in a safe space where I refused to acknowledge the ugly, cruel world around me. My fairies wouldn’t allow me to. But then, out of the blue, maybe Heaven-sent, came this awesome creature who quickly became my best friend—my "babe."
Maybe he's a little crazy, a bit topsy-turvy, and undeniably wild, but he chose to marry me, and our journey together has been sprinkled with equal parts magic and hurricane. There is no one else I would rather spend my life with than this incredible man who understands me, is polite, and is nothing but honest. He makes my day, every single day.
Walking down the aisle was the easy part. The real adventure began when we said "I do," and that's when the deepest parts of our hearts came alive. Who gets to marry their best friend and then tell the tale? I do. He makes me believe in fairy dust, rainbow farts, unicorn kisses, and eating Cornflakes for dinner.
So to my dearest husband—stay fucking wild, because I absolutely love it.
Happy anniversary to five smashing years of love, laughter, and all the weirdness that comes with it. On a more serious note, I’m sure our daughters are smiling down on us, cheering us on from above. And I am convinced that Lana, our beautiful girl, is just as wild as we are. I honestly believe our ancestors got together and decided to glue us together for a bit of fun—LOL.
You are one amazing creature, and I love you more than words can say.
Forever yours,
G xxx
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