I have now spent 3,652 days as Mrs. The Husband. There is not one single day out of those 3,652 days that I have wished not to be Mrs. The Husband.
Although not every day was easy, they were all worth it.
When we were back in Fargo for our trip last week, we took a quick trip up to the church at which we were married.
All I wanted was a picture with that one window in it. The Husband took it in one shot.
He’s good. But I knew that.
Ten years…I hope it’s just the beginning.