10 years ago today...

A 16 year old boy picked up a 15 year old girl in his blue Chevy Nova. There was nervous conversation...Those breath stopping first touches. They weren't only new to each other, they were new to dating itself. They drove aimlessly for a bit then ended up at an almost empty downtown restaurant. That night they talked, they laughed, they kissed. He said he knew then he loved her. How could he know at 16 he was sitting with his wife? He did. She still remembers that kiss. The decade was filled with ups and downs, school, a wedding, 3 graduations, 6 addresses, 2 cats, 2 dogs, 3 babies, arguments that seemed impassable, laughter that made their cheeks sore and love that grows every moment they are together.

Ten years ago today, my husband and I had our first date, our first kiss and some how new deep down that this was it. I don't know how...Looking back, I wonder what we were thinking. 15 and making decisions about such a life long commitment. The thought of a 15 year old having these intimate feelings toward anyone seems wrong. We truly were kids, although you couldn't tell us that. We were in love. We are in love.

These past 10 years...I need to keep saying it...it doesn't seem real. Everything that's happened in the past 10 years have brought me right here. To the happiest, most fulfilled time of my life. I am content. I can't imagine things getting better. I imagine I probably felt exactly this way on this very day, November 30, 1995.