10 years



us

I’ve been told every good story has a pivot point. You know, that point where it can veer off in one of many different directions. I guess our story has a few of these, but in my mind there’s a big one. It’s 1999 and I’m in my apartment, staring at a blinking light and little square delete key on my circa 1990, tape-backed answering machine. You just left me a message, saying you’d be in town soon and would like to get together and have coffee. It would be safe to say our initial courting years were a little bumpy so I hope you understand when I say my first instinct was to delete the message and forget about it. It’s ten years later, though, and not deleting that message and meeting you for coffee at the only Starbucks in town (can you believe that?) was the best thing I’ve ever done.

Fast forward a year or so and we’re standing at some farm outside Moorhead, getting photographed, freezing our asses off. But, I don’t care because you’re there. Our family and friends are there. We’re moments away from “officially” spending the rest of our lives together. And it’s the best day ever.

Fast forward 10 years to the day and we’re standing right here. We’ve got 10 years under our belt and they’ve been the best 10 years of my life. Sure, we’ve had some curve balls thrown our way. But together we’ve been able to overcome them and grow stronger. We’ve carved out an awesome life and I’m so thankful for every minute of it. You’re the best friend anyone could ever ask for and I’m so blessed to have you as my wife. Let’s make the next decade as good as the last one. I love you.

–matt



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