We met at the end of the year back in 2009. When I had No interest whatsoever to meet a man to get romantically involved with. He didn’t seem to be the guy that was trying to date me, so I figured, we could be friends.
At the beginning of the next year, in January of 2010 on the night of his birthday, we had kissed. Five months later, we were married.

It’s been 10 years with this man. He is someone I’ve learned to trust, love and respect. Now, I can’t sleep if he isn’t by my side. I love him a lot. I truly do. I really, really love him.
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