I can hardly believe it-- today is our tenth anniversary! TEN! That's double digits, people!!
I can remember ten years ago, when I woke up in my parents' house, young and excited, and drove with them to meet Chris and his family at the Idaho Falls Temple. We borrowed Chris's mom's car for our honeymoon, and moved to Salt Lake City, a place I had never lived before. This morning, I woke up in our house, in the bed we purchased together when I was pregnant with Gordon, and drove our car to drop our son off at school here in Logan, the town where we moved together. While I was reminiscing about our past ten years, I couldn't help but realize how much "my" life has become "ours". Every precious memory is one we've made together. It's kind of odd to say this, but even the hard things we've gone through have been easier to handle because we've relied on each other to get us through.
On our wedding day, the man who married us gave us six little phrases to remember-- the last one was "We." I thought it was kind of funny, thinking on that day that the most important phrase was "I love you," but now that I think back on all of these years, I realize that "we" really was the most significant. I love that we have built this life together, and that when I imagine all of the many years to come, all I can think of is "we".
Happy Anniversary to my hunsty, my favorite person in the universe! "I love you" doesn't even begin to express!