In My Mom’s White Mustang
Seven years ago today, a Greyhound bus pulled into the bus station in Harrisburg, PA. An incredibly sexy man exited the bus, rushed towards me, and kissed me like he never had before.
Seven years ago today, I met the man who would, in two short years, become my husband; the man who would redefine ‘love’ for me; the man who would be the father of my child. I fell head over heels in love that afternoon…and I haven’t stopped spinning yet.
Seven years ago, I helped my lover load his bag into the back of my mom’s white Mustang. We drove off, holding hands, and started our life together.
Thank you for the best seven years of my life to date, Josh. I love you. *=
Awwww…*barrrrffff.
I do remember that we liked Josh immediately. You did well, my friend, you did well.