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Monday, February 16, 2015

Valentine's Day



On Saturday we made another memory that I endeavor with these blog posts to put into the written word. Angela is my best friend, confidant, and wife.  It’s amazing every time we touch.  It feels like electricity shoots out of both of us and a comfort that is super powered fills me. Time moves too fast, I wish each phase of our lives could last forever, but at the same time I look forward to each step we take.
Anyone that knows Angela and I knows how much we love Disney. This Valentine’s Day I decided to surprise Angela with a long stem rose, a card, and a premium Disneyland annual pass. Ever since I decided to commit us for a year of Disney I have been really happy about it. Angela didn't know where we were going until we were almost there and she opened her card with the tickets inside. I was overjoyed when her reaction was just as happy as I was that we had a whole year of Disney!

Angela and I simply love spending time together. Our small talk and our deep conversations go back and forth like the waves of the sea. But even when we're both silent it’s a heart pumping symphony of art and love poems.  Everything my wife and I do is an accent instrument in this symphony and in complete silence we can hear the soothing sound of our love.  As we drove home worn out from our adventure filled day, I looked over at my wife and she made me feel so happy. I realized that when we made it into each other's arms we would always have a home.



Every day feels like Valentine’s Day, a birthday or Christmas. Angela and I are so blessed that it isn't about making a day special it’s how we can make a special day magical. Every day is filled with light-hearted jokes and things like sharing hot cocoa at midnight. We both know that we are gifts meant for each other. I love these blogs because I can re-read them like a journal and play back wonderful times we've been able to share. Thank you all who read them and share in our love.

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