Once upon a time, I met a guy.  In a bar.

WAIT!  Don’t leave–it gets better.  Promise.

We started dating.

He took me to dinner.

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I made him pay waaaaaay too much.

But he stuck around anyways.

And then one freezing cold night, he asked me to marry him.

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And I said, “YES!”

And then we got married in this church…

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in our little college town

church

on this very day–nine years ago.

And we danced.

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And then we moved to Michigan.

And then moved to Missouri.

And had 1…

2…

3…

4…

5…

beautiful children.

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And it all started when a guy and a girl walked into a bar.

 

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