Forsaking all others to keep only unto ourselves.Sweetheart, we have covered them all in the last 7 years.
We have had our share.
When you started up your own painting business, we were pretty lean in the checkbook. I had faith in you. For one year, we worked together to make it work. My faith was not misplaced.
When the business took off you spent every dime making our lives better. All of a sudden we had a TV that didn�t require squinting to watch from across the room. We had two computers. We had VCRs, CD players. We got all the toys. We ate out often. We danced often. We had a ball.
There were many good times. The first two years rocked! We shared it all.
Then you lost your legs and there was no more business, no more dancing, no more running around when the mood struck us. Social Security kept you dangling for over a year. You kept up your spirits and I learned what those marriage vows really meant. It meant the �sickness and health� part. It meant the �better or worse� part. We were still a team.
Eventually there was my mastectomy. From watching you, I learned how not to whine, how not to get depressed and how to keep my sense of humor. You were there for me every bit as much as I was for you. One hell of a team!
Now the Social Security has kicked in, you are finishing furniture, and we are starting a new business together.
A lot has happened in 7 years.
You found a lost daughter, I lost a dear sister-in-law.
We have laughed with each other, cried with each other. We have shared all things, good and bad. We have grown.
On this 28th day of June, 2004, I just want to say I love you. I need you. I want you. Now and forever, you will always be the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.
We are still one hell of a great team!
I Love you,
Karen
Later,
Cosmic
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