For my Mr.

Today the Hubby and I celebrate ten years of being together.  I'm feeling very sentimental about the whole event. 

This day is not to be confused with the anniversary of our wedding.  That occasion touches down in October and so far we've only had two of them.  But this annual, original milestone was something I couldn't part with. 

As the years progress, my affection for Hubby only increases.  I suppose my pre-Hubby self might have suspected love to be the other way around, one sorry downhill fizzle.  With Hubby it proved to be quite the opposite.  My love for Hubbers is like an ipod that can't lose its charge, a neverending box of Godiva, an ever refilling magnum of Veuve Clicquot.  I love him so much it sometimes alarms me.  (Indeed, when we chose The Beach Boys' God Only Knows as our first wedding dance, the sentiment was more or less literal on my end.) 

But semi-creepy, Beach Boy inspired thoughts aside, mostly I just bask in the steady glow of his love, content to feel nothing other than blessed.  I adore my blue eyed, thoughtful, beautiful Scorpio.  His love is respectful, all encompassing, and the best thing I've come across on this earth.

Too mushy?  I know.  I'm in that kind of mood.

xoxo

Comments

[Stacey]

There's no such thing as too mushy. I love you both. =) Happy ten years my dear. =)

[The Odd Broad]

Thanks Stacey. We miss you! xoxo

[Jen]

Not too mushy...alas Scot and I have the 10 year in August, 2 weeks to the date after we get hitched..but I know the feeling! Miss you chiquita!

[The Odd Broad]

Jenn, that's right before your birthday, too!! This is an exciting year!! xoxo