Ten years ago today I woke up with the most blissful thought in the world. Ten years ago today I wore the most expensive dress I will ever own. Ten years ago today I made one of the few life-long vows I will ever make. Ten years ago today I married my best friend and began down the road in life that led to this place, and leads me on into our future together.
In an era full of complicated and broken relationships, I suppose a marriage of ten years that is still full of love and laughter, one that is untouched by unfaithfulness and many painful crossings in the road is a rarity. But the years have gone so quickly, and I still feel so young and new at it all, that it seems like we are only just beginning. I suppose I still feel like a novice at this life with Morgan. The reality is, though, it is a really rich life and I don’t want it to be so simple and easy that I am not challenged by it.
Years ago, Morgan promised fidelity by saying that today he woke up with the singular goal of being faithful to me, and said that was his plan for tomorrow and all the tomorrows after that. I guess that is how we have made it these ten years; one day at a time, one apology at a time, one moment of believing the best at a time, one rejoicing laugh at a time.
So on we go, armed with humility in ourselves and grace for one another, down the road to the next ten years and beyond. It will probably never be easy to march along through life, but being together certainly makes it more fun. I just want to wrap my arms around each day and squeeze the joy out of it, live the pain of it and set my eyes to the hills, looking for the most faithful love to come triumphantly from the clouds.
Happy anniversary, Morgan. I am so glad I waited for the best man God had for me. I am so glad it was you, after all those years, who was waiting under that palm tree for me. I love you.
