“Lets live each day the best we can, because it wont come again” Said Tarique to me on February 26, 1995. It was a beautiful evening after showers, nine months and fifteen days past our marriage and we were planning a kid. Next year this time and day i will be pregnant, I had thought at that moment.
He gave me a beautiful set of coffee mugs on our ninth anniversary. Mimosa for you and Maple for me, he said.