it's valentine's day. i've never really been a fan of this "holiday" because it's so commercial and i can't stand the thought of people profiting from occasions that should be meaningful and have some sentimental value [if you don't associate the day with the st. valentine's day massacre] to others. that doesn't mean i don't enjoy and appreciate the fact that i have a wonderfully amazing husband who likes to go all out when it comes to romancing his wife. he truly is amazing.

sometimes i look at him with our little girl and it's hard for me to believe that we're the same two people who met years ago as kids and absolutely HATED each other. i mean, if you would've told me then that i was gonna be happily married to Jay with a silly little baby girl now, i'd have kicked you in the balls or the giney. whichever applies. february 14, 1994, Jay was the only boy in the class that did not receive a valentine's card from me. oh, but don't get it twisted, he put glue in my candy bag and i swore i would never forgive him for that. our moms spent at least two days a week forcing us to apologize to the other and make nice. somehow over the years we became great friends and so much more. and i know for a fact that i would be much worse off without him in my life.

it's pretty corny but there are many mornings i wake up and i can't believe my life. i'm genuinely happy and that's really all i've ever wanted. happiness. and now i've got it. and i like it.

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