Here’s to the Internet, here’s to a match making website a friend recommended to increase my chances of meeting “the one” while I got stationed all over the world. Here’s to countless disappointing dates, numerous guys who wrote me and let me down, a few relationships and those I thought “got away” before he wrote me. Here is to an E-mail correspondence sent on April 6, 2003, from a guy 92 miles away. I knew nothing about him, not even his name. Here is to finding that E-mail three days later and recovering it from the trash can (thank you Hotmail(c) for not deleting it permanently). I had deleted it there because I had recently ended a bad relationship and was done with relationships forever (spoken as a dramatic reading). Here is to the end of that relationship and here is to my inner voice saying, “what the heck? I’ll write him back at least.” Here is to writing, “Hey, I’d love to meet you – feel free to call me..” and here’s to not playing games and giving him my number. Here is to him calling right away and not playing games either. Here is to setting up a date right away. Here is to taking that chance, and meeting in-person despite the butterflies deep down inside. Here is to having no expectations, no regrets, and putting no pressure on the relationship at all. And despite my asking him on the first date whether he was a Republican or a Democrat (don’t ask what party I was then-such a long time ago), here’s to him asking me out for a second date. Here is to dating, the big proposal, and everything since… the good, the tough, the very tough, the great, the sweet, the sour, the blessings, and the miracles in the life we have made. Here is to a decade gone, and the hope of so many, many more to come.
Here is to the journey, the destination, and everything along the way. Here is to having no regrets but learning, growing, crying, laughing, singing, and dancing together and with our children- daily.
Here is to a decade ago today.