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Craziness is Like Heaven - Three Years of Marriage

9.24. Quick, do you know what that means? Certainly, the die hards and DP devotees will (or I hope you do) especially if you went through the Unity Road Writings which documented my thoughts and feelings leading up to marrying my wife. 

Nonetheless, those writings were roughly three years ago, because three years ago, I married the greatest tag team partner one could possibly have. While three years really has flown by since I traveled to Syracuse, New York to say "I do", what truly is flabbergasting (don't you just love that word?) is that I have been with my wife in some capacity for nine years now. Nine! 

Even scarier? Next year, when I turn thirty and we celebrate four years of marriage, that would make an even ten years. One third of my life. Jees. 

Anyway, in celebration for you cyber friends and followers to these very words I place on a screen so often and whom never made it to Syracuse three years ago, I figured I would post our song - you know, our song - which of course doubled as our first dance tune on 9.24, the original.

And to my lovely wife, who will read this, because she always does when things go live, because she asks "what are you writing about?" when I am doing so, to which I always respond with, "nothing" or something so outrageous that she would just leave me to punch the keys in thought - thank you for putting up with me, and thank you for being just as crazy now, as you were then. As always, craziness, your craziness, is like heaven. Happy 3rd Anniversary. 

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