10 Years

10 years ago today I fussed over my outfit as I got ready for a first date. I worried that I looked stupid and I’d be too nervous to say anything coherent. I worried that he wouldn’t like me, and he’d see through my facade to what I really was.

Truth is, he did. And 10 years, two kids, five moves, two dogs and one marriage later, he’s still here, still seeing the good stuff.

{And the bad stuff, but since we’re celebrating today, I’m going to pretend it doesn’t exist.}

Here’s to being as happy in 10 more years as we are today. Or maybe, to being even happier.