Love isn't found, it's built — and you two built something beautiful.

May your marriage keep aging like your favorite pickle — sharper, richer, and impossible to replace.

You two make growing old together look like the easiest thing in the world — it isn't, but you make it seem so.

Does it get easier every year, or do we just get better at pretending the toothpaste cap doesn't matter?

May the next chapter of your marriage have fewer arguments about money and more evenings on the terrace.