You may have noticed in the header above that we’re celebrating ten years of matrimony. That’s right, Jen and I passed the ten year mark on Friday. I can’t believe it’s been ten years.

I know the common thing is to say, “Oh, it only seems like a couple weeks!” But that’s not true. It seems like forever that I’ve been with her. And I mean that in a good way. I don’t remember what I did before she was in my life. And it doesn’t matter. Nothing that happened before her really matters.

We were high school sweethearts. We were assigned to be dance partners in the spring musical during our senior year. My girlfriend-at-the-time, who had jealousy “issues”, came up to Jen and said, “I’m glad you’re his partner, because I don’t trust any of the other girls around here.” Whoops. Bad judgement, there. Jen and I started dating a few weeks later. Three years and change after that, we were married.

We’ve been through a lot together. Four homes. Six vehicles. Twelve jobs. One church that we left in disgust, and another we helped to build and then dismantle. One miscarriage and one stillborn son. And the best thing we ever did: Gracie.

Here’s to the next ten years, Jen. I love you more than ever.

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