I had BIG plans for my 10 year anniversary.
Think cruise ship.
Cocktails on the beach.
Me as skinny as the day he married me.
While sometimes big plans pan out, other times you're just lucky to still have some small grasp on your sanity.With a new job, a house on the market, 2 young kids, and an endless season of transitions - I had about as much chance of beach cocktails as I did winning the lottery.
The idea this year was to keep it simple.
Every thing else in our lives seems so complicated or up in the air.
I needed something easy - something good I could count on this year.
So the kids went to Grandpa's for the weekend.
(My little guy called when he got there just to tell me he went fishing for the first time. Oh Mylanta.)
We started our date by doing our annual photo shoot. My husband always reminds me of his extreme amount of patience with me while I try to shoot it exactly how I saw it in my head.
Next we had a big fancy dinner by the lake.
(Confession: Their dessert menu left much to be desired.
So we stopped by Dairy Queen afterwards instead.
Yep- total upper class all the way.)
Also that day, we stopped by the church we were married in - the church I grew up in.
The church where I prayed for the first time for Jesus to come into my life
I was sure our reception hall would be locked up & we'd have to reminisce from the outside looking in. But we were able to sneak in after another couple finished decorating for their wedding the next day. I have no idea who you are Cameron & Kaitlyn, but congratulations! :)
As we looked around the now empty reception hall which was so filled with love & all of our people the night we first broke bread together as husband & wife, my husband turned on some music.
He asked me to dance in the very spot we first danced together as Mr.& Mrs.
As we laughed together, recalling all those memories that came flooding back, I started to weep.
Thinking about 10 good, hard, loving years.
Thinking about the people who were there that night all those years ago who are no longer with us.
Thinking about how thankful I was to still be married & happily married to my guy.
We were sure someone soon was eventually going to come in & shoo us out of there.
But no one came.
And that dance floor was ours again - if only for that moment.
I didn't get the dream 10 year anniversary cruise like I had planned for.
My life doesn't look anything like how I thought it might 10 years ago.
But darn it if I didn't have my sweet, loving, steadfast Trevor who makes it all worth it.
Happy 10th Anniversary Love.