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\u201cThe only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.\u201d<\/span><\/em> To Le Husband.<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n September is the month when we met. September and October are our months \u2013 months when everything signifiant happened so far. Dating, Engagement, Petit Joel\u2019s birth and your birthday! Five years ago we met for the first time. I have this feeling that our souls and even our lives have been somewhat intertwined for many years already and that particular day we were supposed to meet and set out on a grand adventure of amazingness. From streets in Germany to cobblestone streets in Paris, cottages in Canada, \u201cBlue Hawaiians\u201d and Tequila in Mexico to downtown and uptown Manhattan, we explored and have done it all and so much more. From summer rooftop parties (Hi Raoul!) at Tudor to spending time reading at Central Park on a blanket with coffee and croissants -we enjoyed each others company. Street art, this amazing baby we created \u2013 through hard times and magnificent times, we went through it together in such a short time. We found strength in each other and we grew as a couple. [ I recently dug through a bunch of pictures and videos of us on the computer and the good old photos that are still the best in the photo album. Our past. We can reflect on so much already, my love. All that we were, what we are, who we are \u2013 apart and together and what we are becoming. I love you, Jean. Always and forever. I sometimes still cannot believe I found such an amazing spirit to walk beside.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n Happy Anniversary my love. This life with you is pure magic and I enjoy every single day, even when we cannot be together. Unconditional.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n \u201cI\u2019ll Be There For You\u201d by Louise Cuddon<\/em><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n I\u2019ll be there, my darling, through thick and through thin<\/em><\/span>
\n -Jack Kerouac<\/span><\/em><\/p>\nEven together in weight when I was pregnant]\u00a0<\/del><\/span><\/p>\n
\n When your mind\u2019s in a mess and your head\u2019s in a spin<\/em><\/span>
\n When your plane\u2019s been delayed, and you\u2019ve missed the last train<\/em><\/span>
\n When life is just threatening to drive you insane<\/em><\/span>
\n When your thrilling whodunit has lost its last page<\/em><\/span>
\n When somebody tells you, you\u2019re looking your age<\/em><\/span>
\n When your coffee\u2019s too cool, and your wine is too warm<\/em><\/span>
\n When the forecast said, \u2018Fine,\u2019 but you\u2019re out in a storm<\/em><\/span>
\n When your quick break hotel, turns into a slum<\/em><\/span>
\n And your holiday photos show only your thumb<\/em><\/span>
\n When you park for five minutes in a resident\u2019s bay<\/em><\/span>
\n And return to discover you\u2019ve been towed away<\/em><\/span>
\n When the jeans that you bought in hope or in haste<\/em><\/span>
\n Just stick on your hips and don\u2019t reach round your waist<\/em><\/span>
\n When the food you most like brings you out in red rashes<\/em><\/span>
\n When as soon as you boot up the bloody thing crashes<\/em><\/span>
\n So my darling, my sweetheart, my dear\u2026<\/em><\/span>
\n When you break a rule, when you act the fool<\/em><\/span>
\n When you\u2019ve got the flu, when you\u2019re in a stew<\/em><\/span>
\n When you\u2019re last in the queue, don\u2019t feel blue<\/em><\/span>
\n \u2019Cause I\u2019m telling you, I\u2019ll be there.<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n