Four More Years

I'm not sure about the exact date, but about this time four years ago was the day I met my beautiful wife Marissa for the first time. We were serving hamburgers and chips to the low income residents of Mercury Court in Nashville with the singles class from our church. Marissa was putting the hamburger patties on the buns and I was adding pickles and tomatoes. I noticed this cute girl to my left was scrunching up her nose everytime I reached across with a pickle, so I started putting the pickles closer and closer to her until she finally said something about it. She hates pickles a lot in case you haven't figured it out already.

Now she's my wife and is 14 weeks pregnant with my kid, and she still hates pickles. I love you baby, and I'm looking forward to at least 40 more years with you.