Friday, January 10, 2014


Throughout 10 years of marriage he and I rented two apartments and one house; purchased two homes; moved four times; lived in three states; expanded our family with the addition of two cats, two kids, and one fish (in that order); earned one Master's Degree and one PhD (both him, though anyone who's supported a spouse through the PhD process will understand what I mean when I say I feel like I've earned an honorary one as well); and worked eight jobs between us. We celebrated good times, but also weathered bad. We appreciated health, but also trudged through illness. We embraced opportunities for personal and professional growth, but worked hard along the way to remember where we came from and who we are, as individuals, as a couple, and as a family. We stumbled and fell and got back up again. And we held hands through it all.

I wrote last year that "he makes me laugh, listens graciously when I tell the same stories over and over again, unloads the dishwasher without being asked, and lets me sleep in on the weekend. He tolerates my need to constantly organize and declutter, the frequency with which I change out our throw pillows, and my obsessions with young adult novels and movies. He supports my professional endeavors and personal passions, works hard to provide for our family, and trusts me to steer our ship through the occasionally rough waters of our life together."

Today is our 10-year wedding anniversary, and even more so than it did a year ago, what I wrote on our ninth anniversary rings true. He may look like Clark Kent, but he'll always be my Superman.

Last year I posted lots of pictures of us through the years. Click here to see them.

1 comment:

  1. So sweet! I remember your super-fun wedding well! You're a wonderful couple!! Happy Anniversary!!