Six years ago today I was hanging in my little studio apartment with a guy. I referred to him as "a cute guy from work who was really nice and liked me." He asked me for the dozenth time to be his girlfriend, and I said yes, almost begrudgingly. I think my answer was "ok, fine." I'm very happy I said yes that day. I'm even more happy that I said yes to being his wife.
Today is the hubby and I's 6 year dating anniversary. :-D
I really love this man, I have to admit. He makes me happy. We make a great team. He pushes me to be a better person. I think those are three signs of a good life partner. I don't know what I'd do without him.