On this date, one year ago, Mister and I were in London, settling in for a Kate Bush show. When I think about it, I still can’t believe we did it. In my mind it is just as awesome as it was in that moment.
On this date, 27 friggin’ years ago, Mister and I legally bound ourselves to one another. When I think about that, I can’t believe we did it. We were so very young, and so very clueless. How we knew to cling to each other is a mystery.
I feel very fortunate to be married to my best friend. I enjoy his company. I respect his mind. I adore his body. And that guy makes me laugh like no one else on the planet. Not only do I love him deeply, I also happen to really like the guy. That, friends, is none too shabby.
I am still in awe of being in a relationship this long. I don’t quite know what to make of it. But I guess I don’t have to make anything of it. I get to live it.
Loving that guy now is just as awesome as it was when I first fell for him. And somehow, I keep falling. Wow.