In one month, almost to the day, Tom and I will be celebrating our 10th anniversary. We got married on October 16th, 1999. It was one of, if not THE, best days of my life. Everything about it was happiness. We got married in my parents back yard and nearly every single person that I love was there. That just never happens. It was magical. I would re-live it everyday I think, if I could. But here's the thing, the 10 years since have been pretty magical too. Not to sound cheesy and over the top ushy-gushy, but I do love him more now than I did that perfect day 10 years ago.I was talking to my friend Stephanie the other day about past relationships and possible marriages that would not have been a good thing. And I was saying that it's no wonder people divorce - if you have never had that real love, that perfect friendship that crosses back and forth from confidant to love of your life, how could you recognize it? It would be easy to meet someone and have all of the ear marks of a good match fool you into thinking "they are the one". How do you know? I asked my aunt that question once. Before I met Tom. She said "If you have to ask then he's not the right one." I didn't know what she meant until I met Tom. And in these past 10 years I have never ever asked that question.
He and I were talking tonight about 10 years. What would we tell people our secret is...he said "You are my best friend." I said that every choice I make I consider him and our marriage - is it the right thing for me, for him, and for us. So, for what it's worth, those are our secrets. In this day and age being married 10 years is quite long - but my 10 years have flown by. I am so looking forward to the next 10 and the 10 after that and the 10 after that and the 10 after that...
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