I'm always so grateful for Taylor.
But there are some days that I feel overwhelmed with how blessed I am that he's mine.
Today is one of those days.
All of my memories with him are wonderful, but my favorite memory is the moment he asked me to be his wife.
It's MY hand he holds when we go to parties.
It's MY eyes he looks into when he says those three special words.
It's ME who he writes his love notes to.
And it's ME who he chose to share his future with.
Feeling pretty lucky.
Thanks for choosing me, Taylor.
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