Umm, there’s really no special way to put this: We forgot out anniversary.

June 28, 2003
Rock City Falls, New York
The Mansion
My grandfather was there playing piano.

Here we are now*.

Five years. Three daughters. And a whole lot of heart ache and wonder later. I love you

*That bit of black is not a tuft of chest hair, despite the weird shit that goes down with pregnancy, it is, in fact, a daughter.