Two of Us

Six years of Thick & Thin

I knew I married the right guy when, after I rear-ended the car, he looked at the damage and laughed, before enveloping me in a big bear hug.

I knew I married the right guy when he steered the kid with the poopy diaper away from me because I muttered “I HATE POOP” out loud as said kid presented me with the smelliest arse EVAR.

I knew I married the right guy when he tried to register my interest in the iPhone 6 with my service provider without my asking for it to be done.

I knew I married the right guy when he dabao prata for me late one night, because I wanted to have some and I was no longer pregnant.

I knew I married the right guy when he brought me teh-si every single day when I was staying in the hospital with Zac.

I knew I married the right guy when he, knowing that I was torn between ordering a risotto and the oysters, decided to get the risotto so that I can have both.

I knew I married the right guy when I realised that I still like him enough to keep him, even though he didn’t get me any gifts nor flowers for our anniversary.

What a ride it has been, this past six years.

❤ Here’s to many many more years ahead! ❤

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