Happy Anniversary to the love of my life!

10 years!

10 years? How did that happen?

D has made me so happy these past 3,650 days. Yes, there are moments, but aren’t there always; in every marriage? At the end of the day, as my head hits the pillow at night, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

He was meant to be by my side. He was meant to listen to me yap and tell my stories, even if it’s the 27^th time he’s heard it.

He makes me laugh, often.

He is such an amazing father and partner.

He’s also a great brother, son, in-law and friend.

He’s picked me up, dusted me off and pepped-talked me back into the world.

He can do a mean load of laundry and keeps us well-organized with his mild case of OCD. And I wouldn’t have it any other way, seeing as I am on the opposite spectrum, with my mild case of organized chaos.

  

In the past 10 years, we have done a lot together!

First and foremost, we created two beautiful girls, who love and adore him with all their hearts.

We have renovated a house and build a home.

We have survived two job losses (mine) and a stolen car (his).

We have seen St. Maarten, Cuba, New York, Florida and France together.

We have driven a total of 6 cars between us.

 

    

    

I consider this a major milestone! So when I looked up ideas on what to do, I was puzzled that the traditional gift is tin or aluminum. But when I saw the reason why, I understood:

Tin or aluminum. The pliability of tin and aluminum is a symbol of how a successful marriage needs to be flexible and durable and how it can be bent without being broken.

Makes sense, right? You don’t get to 10 years, without being flexible. Everyday can be a challenge, and I know that there are days when we don’t make time for each other. But I love our daily emails. It makes me happy to know he’s there, on the other side of that send button.

I count my lucky stars every day that I met him. I can only hope that I make him as happy as he makes me. I know that we don’t have the time to express it like we used to; there are no hours alone, talks over dinner or drives in the car, without a Little Bird chirping or a Little Mouse squeaking in the back seat. It’s hard to squeeze in alone time, with so many activities for the kids, or things to do around the house; but I hope that he can look back on the past 10 years with a smile.

I wouldn’t change the path we’ve chosen, the road we’re on or the direction we are headed for anything else.

A decade down, D! Bring on forever!

Tania