10 Years Is A Long Time

10 years is big. 10 years is super big when you’re only 32 years old. I’ve been thinking about what to do for this 10 year thing. I can’t really afford any of these, the out-of-town trip thing didn’t work out as planned(read the twitter feed to catch-up), and I’ve thought that maybe since Starr wants to be away from her kids on Mothers Day(as many Moms do) that she might want to be away from me on our Anniversary. But then it hits me….

That’s just it. She wants to be with me. I don’t mean that in the cheesy, “She deserves a reward for putting up with me for 10 years!” followed by a knee slapping and loud belly laugh. She wants to be with me in a way, that in 10 years I have NEVER worried about her not being there for me. She’s opinionated, don’t get me wrong; but never have I felt alone. She has an amazing ability to always make me feel like every decision is our decision, and not just my decision that she’s ‘going along with.’ So for 10 years she has been right beside me, and what a 10 years it has been. I hear many people talk about their most difficult year of marriage, but in 10 years I haven’t really had a difficult year. Not to say that there hasn’t been challenges, or disagreements; but I sincerely have not had a bad year with this wife of mine. And with absolute certainty I can say that she would say the exact same thing.

Happy Anniversary Starr, I Love You.