...D and I got married. (Jan 21st, 1994)

It was a slightly unconventional wedding.  I wore green crushed velvet, he wore jeans and cowboy boots.  We rejected the idea of a church wedding and chose a simple justice of the peace ceremony instead.  Our friends were there, but no family...his couldn't make it, and my father was too ill to travel at the time, so we had two of our friends stand up for us instead. 

11 years of marriage....it hasn't been easy.  It hasn't all been sunshine and roses.  There have been times when we've both thought that it would be easier to leave....but what's easy is not always what's right, so we stuck it out.

And it's been worth it.  For every moment of sadness or anger or despair, there has been a moment of joy or happiness.  For every fight we've ever had, there's been an apology and a forgiveness.  We understand that we both are humans, subject to emotions and feelings, and that neither of us is perfect.  I think that's a big part - loving each other's flaws as well as each other's qualities.  Understanding, when things get rough, that it's only a phase and that it will pass has helped immensly too.

11 years.  It's been quite a ride....and if I had the opportunity for a 'do-over', I'd do it all again.

D, I love you.  I can't quantify it, because there aren't words that would accurately express the depth and expanse of what I feel for you.  You are my one and only, and I cannot imagine life without you.  I believe that everyone is destined to have one great love in their lives - and that you are mine.

Happy Anniversary...may we have many, many more.