I hate these apartments. Our neighbors are ghetto and management is awful. But I won't forget all the memories of our first couple of years here.
We didn't have a couch at first so if we wanted to cuddle it would be me sitting on his lap on his office chair.
We have no room for a Christmas tree, so we put it on our kitchen table stockings, presents and all. Our kitchen is small and I kinda (KINDA) like it. I like that we have to brush against each other to get to anything. I love when John wraps his arms around me when I do dishes or cook.
I'm looking forward to the day we have a house but for now I'm trying to hold on to the memories of our first home. The place we started our lives together at.
The beginning years of a marriage set the foundation for the rest of your life together.
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