New Years Eve 2004. My friends had taken me to Sydney to the Rocks as my boyfriend had dumped me 3 days before. It was 11pm and my friends were dancing and i was giving free hugs to people passing by that wanted one, when one guy stopped me and said hello. That guy was my husband.
In that moment although i had been drinking i knew...i knew that he was the one that i would spend the rest of my life with.
Michael took me down to the spot where his friends were sitting to watch the fire works, and when the clock stricked 12 we kissed. I love the story of how we met and i can't wait to tell Lachlan (and any other children we have) it.
We have never missed a kiss on New Years Eve and i doubt we ever will.
Love won.
7 years ago
1 comments:
That's a fairytale! :-D Gorgeous!!
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