I haven't had too many things for ten years.
The clothes I wore 10 years ago don't fit.
The shoes I wore 10 years ago are out of date.
I've gotten rid of most silly, childish trinkets I had 10 years ago.
But 10 years ago, I picked up this goofy guy. A newly returned missionary, with big hopes and dreams.
And we fell hopelessly in love.
10 years ago, we got married.
Since then, we have achieved a few degrees, 3 darling children, a few pounds, a few wrinkles...
.
And last week, he took me to the Bahamas...
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It was heavenly.
10 years ago, I thought I knew what loving someone was like. I thought I knew how amazing and blissful and excited and wonderful marriage was going to be. After 10 years, I have a much deeper understanding that love is more than that. My husband is one of my greatest blessings.
