If I Had to Do it All Over Again

Even after seven years I wouldn't change a thing.

Well, I'd have made sure to get a taste of the cake!

How do you know when you've met the "one"? One answer is when seven years go by and it feels like just a few weeks and/or several decades have passed. In effect, time ceases to have real meaning.

Truth is, I don't remember what life was like before December 4, 1999, except to note that it wasn't as good by far as it has been these past seven years.

So, Happy Anniversary to us.