… I walked down an aisle, and this man took my hand. We had no idea what was ahead, only that we wanted to experience it together. It doesn’t seem like ten years; though much has changed, some things remain the same.

Every year I take out our old wedding cards and read them. I like to remember the ceremony, the reception, who was there to share in our day. The funniest thing was my husband and I read one card and didn’t recognize the names. We couldn’t believe it and thought about breaking out the photo album. By this time, it was midnight… and I really didn’t want to go through pictures then. Of 225 guests, not to remember 2 people? Must’ve been our parents’ friends.

Happy anniversary, Honey. Here’s to the next 10 years, and then some.