I've been married for a decade.
Two things come to mind when I read that sentence.
1. I'm officially old.
2. I'm so blessed to be happily married to my husband for so long.
Last Friday was our 10th anniversary, and this man knows how to celebrate an anniversary, I tell you.
Friday morning, he brought me four dozen roses:
and then he started right in on the dishes. :)
I love him so much. He knows me so, so well. He loves me so well. I think God designed this man for me. He knew that this man would be the one who would take care of my heart needs on this earth.
We're so blessed to have been given such a wonderful marriage. God has been so kind to us. We love the same things, we enjoy being together every chance we get, and we even like the same foods these days.
He works so hard for our family, and he even helps me with the house and puts the kids to bed at night. He leads our family and teaches our children how to live for Jesus. The word wonderful doesn't do him justice.
I've spent more than 1/3 of my life with him, and I can't wait to spend more.
I love you, baby. Happy anniversary.