On December 4th, 2002, Brian asked me – for the second time – to be his girlfriend. I was 16, he was 17. We were young, it was Summer, school was out for me and Brian had just graduated.
It sounds like the beginning of a typical Summer romance.
And yet. Ours wasn’t.
Ten years later, here we are.
In the same park we played in as children. The same place where we took our wedding portraits.
Still in love.
Autumn, Winter, Spring and Summer.
(Photo courtesy of Dean (aka my little brother)