Romance

Jul 29, 2011
To my hubby, We celebrated four years of marriage yesterday.  I feel like two minutes ago I was peeking out the window, seeing you tall and handsome, eager to get this show on the road.  Then I blinked.  Now we’re here. →MORE...

This was the third year that I celebrated Mother’s Day as a mother or a mother-to-be.  It was pretty awesome.  Flowers.  Omelets.  Mulberries.  Family pictures.  Cards.  Sweet pea seeds.  Hugs.  Gardening.  Laughter.  Phone calls from friends.  Jokes with my grandmother.  Tortillas →MORE...

Nothing has made me love or respect my husband more than sharing with him the joy of raising our daughter together.  There is something magical, something indescribably wonderful, about watching a man fall madly in love with his child.  Donald is →MORE...

The day that our marriage began, we joined hands before walking in to celebrate with our family and friends.  Are you ready, Mr. Christensen?  I’m ready, Mrs. Christensen.  And we knew: this was going to be good. That first night in →MORE...