Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear.
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?


I can't believe it's been almost a year since we started. I can't even believe that we've made it this far.

I'm at a loss for words; I can't express how much joy and fear I'm feeling. Yes, I am overjoyed but I am also full of fear because I know what we have can be taken away from us anytime.

But for what it's worth, I am happy and I won't have it any other way. :)



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    Wandergirl is a dreamer. She dreams of travelling the world. Since she can't do that yet, she travels vicariously - through the experiences of people who have been able to see the world. She watches a lot of travel shows in her spare time, only to break her heart. She also dreams of being the queen of her big and clean kitchen someday. She loves to experiment with recipes during her spare time and lets her friends taster her culinary masterpieces. She's a self-proclaimed neurotic with a knack for the beach, books, shrink sessions and everything in between.

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