Dear Mr. Smith,

Five years ago we flew to Las Vegas.

Five years ago we talked in a fake Parisian cafe, on a fake Parisian sidewalk, in a fake Paris hotel, near a fake Eiffel Tower.

Five years ago, you could not find your socks and I could not get my dressed zipped.

Five years ago, it was 104° while we waited for our limo.

Five years ago, we had this cheesy prom-style wedding photo taken by a little guy named Julio.

Five years ago, we sat in the back of an over air-conditioned stretch limo at a drive-thru and promised to spend the rest of our lives together.

Five years ago, I was more in love than I have ever been in my life.

You have made my life into what I dreamed. I love you more and more each and every day.

Thank you for making all of my dreams come true.

P.S. Thanks for cleaning my hair out of the drain since it makes me gag. You are the best husband ever!

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