I met her when she was 20. In a few months, our second kid will reach that age.
How she's put up with me for that long, I'll never know, though that ability has also been a display of her strength. We started dating about a year later, on my 24th birthday, when she was 21.
Today's her birthday. She says she's stopped counting them: for her, today's just another day. But it's not just another day in my eyes. It's a day that reminds me how lucky I am that she's around.
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