I stood at the back of the church with my dad and my “girls”. I wasn’t nervous. My cousin was singing “You know I love you, I always will. My mind’s made up by the way that I feel…” I could see Homer standing at the front of the church, looking a little sweaty and nervous.
The bridesmaids proceeded up the aisle. Then the adorable flower girl. Then it was just me and Dad. He gave me a light peck on my cheek and said, “this is it”.
The ceremony was nice. Short. Respectful. Jewish elements in a Christian church. And so, we were pronounced husband and wife, partners for life.
Ten years seems like a long time. Ten years ago I lived in a different house, drove a different car, worked a different job, had no kids. Ten years seems like a long time, but it’s really not. Like any married couple, we’ve had our problems, our strong differences of opinions, our squabbles. But, we’ve been married 10 years, and it truly has seemed effortless to get to this point.
So… how does a rockin’ pair like us celebrate our 10th Anniversary?
Going on the same rides over and over again
And having some good ol' family fun at Santa's Village
Happy Anniversary to us!