The Shortest Ten Years Ever

October 20, 2011 The Shortest Ten Years Ever

One decade ago, I woke up on my parents couch. As the sun poured in to the living room I remembered, “I’m getting married today.” I’d heard and read so many different accounts of what groom’s experience was like on his wedding day.  For me personally, I was calm. No fear, no cold feet. Just the knowledge that by the evening my best friend would be my wife.

Very similarly the two of us are entering our second decade together and I again feel this sense of, let’s call it “peace.” It is a milestone to make it ten years years as man and wife.  In reality, it is only a number. I expected some sort of validation, but the fact is that Melissa was my best friend then and she is still that today.

There is an often quoted line in our household from my favorite Hitchcock movie,  “Rear Window.” Stella, the physical therapist assigned to Jimmy Stewart’s L.B. Jefferies, takes a moment to describe the relationship with her husband. “When I married Miles, we were both a couple of maladjusted misfits. We are still maladjusted misfits, and we have loved every minute of it.”

I could write more. So much more and it would get even sappier very quickly.  I’ll spare everyone that display and simply say this: I love my wife and her role in my life is irreplaceable. Ten years or ten minutes it won’t change the fact that Melissa is my soul mate. I’m so happy that instead of waking up on couches, I have a beautiful wife next to me in the morning.

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