Six years ago I woke before opening my eyes and I soaked in the realization that it was a big day. (The big day.) I savored the feelings of anticipation and excitement.
Six years ago my fiancé brought me three red roses, kidnapped me, got me breakfast to-go, and drove me to a special place where we enjoyed a few last moments together as a dating couple.
Six years ago I put on the dress, smiled for the pictures, married the man of my dreams, and cut the cake.
Today it’s our anniversary. Today I am (still) so madly in love with him.