January 8, 2017
Happy Birthday to the guy who instinctively knows how to get under my skin and can force me to smile, even when I least feel like doing so. In this rather bleak month, your silly sweetness and supersized hugs are needed more than ever. I promise to welcome whatever random bits of joy (and chaos) you can throw my way. For you, my heart is wide open.
Posted by Andi Schreiber at 7:58 AM