Ten years.

I was so nervous that night. I thought you liked me, but my insecurities wouldn't really let me believe it. After all, no one had ever shown an interest like that, never given me that butterfly feeling I'd always dreamed about but never experienced. It seems so long ago, yet I remember it vividly.

For the next 10, 20, 70 years, I'll be supremely grateful that you made that first move & kissed me in my Founders dorm room.

It's pretty incredible, really. More than 1/3 of our lives, together. Me & you.

I love you & adore you. More than that night 10 years ago, more than the night we said "I do" almost 5 years ago, more than last night.

(This is one of my absolute favorite pictures of us. Like, ever. It's from a wedding just this past September, which says to me that we're getting even better as time goes on.)