Almost 7 years ago I met Yasu for the first time, he was just 20 and a little weird (at least in my opinion). This is a picture of us on our first real date 7 years ago, during our last week in Atlanta. Two young people who had no idea idea that 7 years later they’d be married and living in the States again.
And today we celebrate his 27th birthday! One year closer to my 30 years of age, but I’m afraid he’ll never catch up with me. I already suggested a trade, because age just looks better on men, but he doesn’t want to swap with me. Lucky man. As long as we’re together he’ll never have to feel old.