Eleven years ago, I wore a beautiful white gown and walked down the aisle toward this amazing man, and then we said, “I do.”
Eleven years ago, I said that I would love him forever and a day, and he said he’d love me, too.
Eleven years ago, I had no idea that we would move to Austin, that we would live in Boston for a while, that we would decide not to have children, that we would blossom into the people we are now, together.
Eleven years ago, I married my best friend. And every day since then I have thanked my lucky stars that I found him so early in my life, and that I am still able to spend every day with him.
Happy Anniversary, my handsome prince. I love you more than my luggage.