… to my Buttercup, Laura.
On April 24, 1996 at 10:20 PM, we started dating. She was wearing her Smashing Pumpkins T-shirt, her red hooded seatshirt, her cut-off jeans, and her Chucks.
On April 24, 1997 at 10:30 PM, I asked her to marry me. She said, “I can’t believe you! I can’t believe you!” I had to ask if that was a yes. It was.
On August 1, 1998, we got married. It was a storybook wedding. Over twelve years later, we still have people telling us it was the coolest wedding they’d every attended.
In April, we’ll have been together for fifteen years. In August, we’ll have been married for thirteen years. They’ve been the best years of my life. I’m the luckiest guy on earth. All you fellas should be jealous.
I love you, babe. Thank you for loving me, way more than I deserve. Yoda one for me (always have been, always will be).