Ken and I tied the knot 10 years ago today.
Of course, our marriage has been an adventure. Paris. Deaths. Two moves. Two homes. Two children. London. Three dogs. The Great Recession. Illness. The blog.
I don’t think either of us could easily get into our wedding attire. We both weigh more. I have gained at least 15 pounds. Thanks, Simone and Nadia! No official number was released for Ken, but I’d say about 10 pounds. I have more hair; he has less. I walked down the aisle with a TWA, or Teeny Weeny Afro, and I have been growing my hair ever since. And he has been, well, …
We are the same. He is still a pop culture geek and an Alabama football fan. I am still a folk art collector.
We are different. We don’t know what we used to do with all the free time we had on our hands before dogs and kids. Well, we did eat out more. Our days, though, were quiet. We’re a loud family now. We work like a team on most days, punting tasks to each other whenever needed.
Our love is stronger. I love him more today than I did the day we were married. Here’s to 10 more years and beyond. Clink.
*Loving in the blog post title refers to Loving v. Virginia, the U.S. Supreme Court case that struck down anti-miscegenation laws.