Thirty-three years ago tonight, on another St. Patricks' Day, in a world now a lifetime away, John and I became Us. From our first tentaive hand holding, our first gentle kiss, we knew we were starting on a journey that would be more meaningful than anything we had ever known. Our hearts and our souls just knew we were meant for each other. And now today I celebrate that love alone, knowing that somewhere John is smiling and remembering too. And waiting until that time when we can celebrate together again.
Happy St. Patrick's Day, my Sweetheart!
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