My Last First Kiss

Eight years ago today, I had my last first kiss. I didn't know it yet, but I had kissed the man I was going to marry.

On March 13, 2009, I married that man. In front of our family and friends, I kissed him again and he kissed me.

That day will always be special to us and we'll celebrate the anniversary of our marriage on March 13 and remember the beautiful, wonderful day we said "I do." But we'll also continue to celebrate September 11. Because that's the day it all started. One kiss and it was over. We knew. He was mine and I was his. March 13 just made it official.

So, happy anniversary B. Here's to many more. I couldn't be happier to kiss only you for the rest of my life.