Ten years? Really? (Obviously, I was practically a child bride. Obviously.)
Ten years is a long time. Long enough to graduate from college, start a family, buy a house or two, buy some cars, add to the family, sell some cars, , start a job, change jobs, lose a job, get a better job, one more addition to the family, grade school, vacations, births, lives, deaths.....
Ten years can change alot.
Thankfully, many things don't change.
Like being married to your best friend. Who has only gotten better, more loving, more romantic, more fun, and turned out to be the best father a girl could ask for her babies.
On a side note, we actually got to get away for our anniversary. Amazing. We ate, without being interrupted. (By anything other than sips of wine, that is) We shopped, we talked, we slept. Oh, we slept so hard. Plus, we got to stay at the most beautiful hotel - it was like moving in to a Tiffany's box. And you all know how I feel about Tiffany's. So lovely. Plus, my husband does super romantic things like bring the toasting glasses we used at our wedding for champagne. He's pretty great.
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