Today Hubbie and I sat upstairs in the sunshine, our lunches on our laps.
“What were we doing this time 10 years ago?” he asked me.
I put down my plate of leftover lasagne to pick up my phone. 1:22pm.
“We were at church! We were getting married about now.”
Hubbie was working today, and sure we didn’t have an opportunity to do much outside of that… but we could still sit outside in the sun when he came home for lunch?
Which we did. We made the most of the situation, and our lunch date was going to happen no matter what, even if it had to happen on our balcony.
10 years is a big deal.
You wouldn’t think the newsagency thought so. Nooo. No cards for your partner signalling a decade of wedded happiness. They all started at 25, I noticed today, and internally, I had to disagree.
10 was still important.
Of course it was! It is a milestone. A decade. A decade of happiness, joy, fulfillment, as well as sadness, disappointment, frustration… and we have stuck it out. We have stuck through it all, and today our lives are so much fuller and richer because of it.
I love him more today than I did 10 years ago, and I think that means we are doing well.
Every other anniversary we’ve had has felt like a little “yay.” But this one definitely feels like “YAY!” Shouting from the rooftops type yay… or should I make that the balcony…?
Feeling happiness, love, and all the good feels today. Happy Anniversary to us. 🙂