August 2001 I think this picture was taken? My future hubby and I had already been through a lot together by then, two years and 3000 miles into our burgeoning love affair. I can’t quite explain what it feels like to get to grow up in love with the person you marry. But we did. Scott and I grew up in love. We met and swore we’d be together forever as teenagers, and sometimes I look around at this life we’ve built and I can’t believe we’re not just playing house. That the dreams and the plans all came true. That that beautiful girl that wakes up in the morning giggling is our daughter – half him, half me and all our love. And I just want to hoot and holler and jump up and down because that gorgeous gorgeous boy in the head-to-toe leather is now a brilliant, determined, unwavering man, and the greatest DadA Delilah Georgie could have ever hoped for. And he’s mine. Since he kissed me on a draw bridge in the Hollywood Hills twelve years ago today, he’s been mine. And I still get that flutter in the center of my chest when those blue eyes…only now with a hint of his wisdom starting to show…look at me in that way that only he can. Happy Date-a-versary, Shanny. Up top forever, dude.
…uh, no that is NOT a sexual reference. C’mon. I have limits.
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