~Franz Schubert
Few men have the good fortune to find a partner as beautiful, strong, charming and brilliant as the one I call my wife.
It is hard for me to believe that eleven months ago, Jenny and I saddled our bikes and rolled away from Snohomish with the sole intention of running for a year and getting to know each other a little bit better. My bride, who is made of gold made only two requests of me,
Don't kill me, and just make sure we have enough to eat.
I honored my end of the bargain, and as I sit here at my parents kitchen table sifting through a year's worth of photos, I feel like I just may be the luckiest man alive.
Kloshe konaway
Kloshe nanitch
Matt
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