It's been four years since the Boy and I held hands and signed papers at a courthouse, far far away. Four years of laughter, tears, and everything in between. We've been separated by oceans and continents. We've been reunited in more airports than I care to remember. We had one child and conceived two.

For the past four years, for the time I learned that I never want to do without you, I thank you dearest. May we have a hundred more.