Sometimes I still can't believe I'm married to Derek Walker.
This is a picture of us at his homecoming.
I'm surprised there aren't butterflies flying all over the place, cause I had em' bad.
I couldn't talk without saying something dumb, choking on my own spit, or mumbling all my words. All I could do was laugh (it's a nervous habit).
We sat and looked at scrapbooks finding pictures of us when we were younger. It was so good. I get butterflies just thinking about it.
For those who don't know it, I should post our story sometime. You know how people don't believe in "the one"? Well I think they're all wrong. I'm sure we could all be happy with others, but nothing could be as right as this.