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Here's how my story ends (more like the beginning of my magical life).

It a clear and beautiful day and we're cooking breakfast in our new 4-bedroom house in San Francisco, and my wonderful husband and son are looking foward to our trip to South of France two days from now. We already have our tickets booked and now trying to decide on some details in our itinerary. My son plays the iPad and our dog sits beside him on the couch and seems to listen to our conversation. 

We are celebrating our first month as a newly-married couple, and can't help but feel grateful for how everything has come together so magically after all this time. We are grateful for everything and for each other. I look at him so lovingly with so much admiration. I feel incredibly lucky and deserving to have him in my life. My heart flutters with joy. He looks so handsome as when I first met him.

Sensing my thoughts about him, he looks up to me and smiles, and asks if I want a cup tea. He comes up to me and gives a kiss on the lips, wraps his arms around me and gives me a tight and warm hug. He whispers, "I love you so much," in my ears and says he'll be right back.  He makes me my favorite white mint tea that I got from Taiwan, and then tells me that he has a funny story to share. I stop what I'm doing, sit down and pull a chair for him.

"What is it? I want to hear!" I said, eager to listen. His eyes brightens. He serves me my tea and then sits down in front of me with his ginger tea. I am giving him my undivided attention. He animatedly tells me a funny story about a woman he met yesterday, who likes him so much because he's smart, handsome, and compelling. The woman told him about her daughter and that she would like him to meet her daugter, and that they'd probably like each other. He chuckled, and respectfully told her that he's already taken and married to the most beautiful and amazing woman he has ever known -- me, and told her good luck and have a great day! 

I blush and smile and tell him I feel so loved and cherished. I reach for his face with my right hand then lean over to give him a soft and gentle kiss on the lips. I tell him I am so happy and grateful to be his wife and that my heart is overflowing with joy. I let him know how my heart belongs to him every single day. He said, I know, my love, and I love you just the same and will be the most amazing husband to you and father to our son. 

My son enters the room and gave us kisses. They adore and love each other and are the best buddies. My son said to him, "I have a question: Why is 6 afraid of 7?". My love said, "I don't know. You tell me!". My son giggles and answers, "Because 7, 8 (ate), 9!" and then laughs at his own joke because he thinks it's soooo  funny. 

Then we have our healthy breakfast and talk about our activities for the day, which include going to the museum, picnic at a park, and finalizing our travel intinerary. This is one of the many beautiful and wonderful days of our lives. I am lucky and so grateful to be living this wonderful life! :-)