Ten years ago today I married, as my mom would say, the only boy crazy enough and stubborn enough to marry me. The two of us were (and are) a match made in strong willed, opinionated heaven. It was a beautiful spring day, the Saturday before Easter, ten years ago. All of our family and friends celebrated with us as far as I can remember it was a perfect day.
So much has happened in 10 years that there is no way to even begin to try and summarize or wrap it all up into a cute package. I do know though, that I love my husband very much. As much as I did on April 19, 2003 and probably a little bit more. Okay, a lot more. When I think about where we started and where we are now, it gets me excited for where the future will lead.
I am a lucky girl to have married such a good guy.
Happy Anniversary to us.