True Love Stories Never Have Endings

My husband said I talk a lot... We were sitting at the table playing the game "ImaginIFF" and the question was what if I were a form of communication, what would I be? (I as in me being the subject) Email won the round for me; I always did consider myself a better writer than much of a talker. I actually prefer texting over talking. I can get so much more out with writing than with talking. (I have a lot of side thoughts that I can convey into writing that makes more sense than when I talk...struggles of being a  multitasker). Anyway, K chose telephone because he said I talk a lot. I looked at him very skeptically. He defended his response with when he gets home from work, I am at my most chatty. Although I was surprised with his answer I concluded that I have a lot to tell him and by the time he finally gets home, I unload! Then today I read an article about conversations every couple should have and it sparked some inspiration on this blog post: what do you and your sig...

I'll be honest...I didn't look at the date Wednesday. I currently have been enjoying my week off of work getting housework done that usually is put on the back burner like dusting, cleaning baseboards, etc (I actually don't mind cleaning. I love our house to be clean and smell fresh. I take pride in it) But I also have been able to enjoy two favorite hobbies...reading and scrapbooking. Anyway...K has been under work pressure and working extra hours, so Wednesday I figured it would be a typical night. He'd come home from work, need a long hug and I would fix supper while he told me about his day. This our usual work week night. What I didn't expect was these in his hand... After giving him a hug and a kiss, I gave him a smile and  asked him what were the flowers for? We had celebrated our anniversary; it was done...what else could there have been? He smiled and said..."you said yes." I quickly glanced at the calendar then it hit me...it was 15 year...