I Want To Make It

I Miss Us, Too. I Always Have, And Probably Always Will

It's Like Brad Pitt For Us. You Might Not Like Blond Men With Pretty Features, But C'mon, It's Brad. You're Not Going To Kick Him Out Of Bed For Eating Crackers.

Evident In Every Small Act Of Kindness, It Was Love As A Verb. Love That Made Me Feel More Complete Than I Had Ever Felt In My Glamorous, Jimmy Choo Filled Past.

I Had Seen The Light, Come To Believe That A Wedding Should Be About A Feeling Between Two People, Not A Show For The Masses...it Was A Magical, Romantic Evening, And Although I Occasionally Wish I Had Worn A Slightly Fancier Dress, And That Nick And I Had Danced On Our Wedding Night, I Have No Real Regrets About The Way We Chose To Do Things.

I Find My Voice And Manage To Say Those Three One-syllable Words Back To Him. Words I Haven't Uttered In A Very, Very Long Time. Words That Meant Nothing Before Now.