Thursday, March 5, 2015

29 | 199 The Past Ten Years

In the past ten years, we... (in no particular order)

Met and fell in love. I love that our meet cute was on Spring Break in Cashiers.
Went to Nicaragua (me). Went to India (you). Went to the UK (me). 
Pretended to be boyfriend and girlfriend. Became boyfriend and girlfriend.
Dated long-distance. 
Went to the emergency room twice. It was me both times. 
Someone did call 911 for you, though.
Saw my apartment burn down.
Got married.
Had a son.
Had a daughter.
Graduated from college.
Lived in a basement. Lived in a condo. Lived in a house on the market. Lived with my parents.
Have had seven vehicles between us. I hope this new one will last us ten years.
Have hiked the Himalayas (take me someday) and the Blue Ridge.
Both swam in the Pacific Ocean, but in different countries. 
Performed in a musical.
Worked in a vineyard.
Worked at Biltmore.
Worked at the same hospital.
Have worked at sixteen different jobs between the two of us.
Took the bus to work. 
Went to more weddings than funerals.
Moved from Florida to North Carolina and back (never say never).
Participated in the Invisible Children Global Night Commute. 
Camped in Florida, Georgia, South Carolina, and North Carolina.
Visited 20 states between the two of us. You went on an epic road trip across the US. I visited Wisconsin, Colorado, Missouri, Kansas, Illinois, and New York for the first time.
Had long and short hair.
Picked blueberries, strawberries, apples, and St. John's Wort. 
Went spelunking, river rapid riding (on purpose in the summer and by accident in the winter), waterfall sliding, zip-lining, tubing, sailing, kayaking, lake and ocean and swimming hole swimming many times.
Were vegetarian. 
Went Paleo.
Were in the best shape of our lives.
Were in the worst shape of our lives.
Lost our virginity.
Visited Sea World, Universal Studios, Busch Gardens, and Disney.
Were CrossFit fanatics.
Ran in races.
Got a motorcycle license (you) and a commercial license (me).
Grew a garden.
Have worn Reefs and Rainbows and Chacos and Keens and Vibrams. Shoes covered in sand and shoes covered in snow.
Slow danced under the stars and in the kitchen, and showed off swing dance moves at wedding receptions and on street corners, and salsa danced in clubs and at restaurants. 
Bought food at grocery stores, farmer's markets, straight from the farm, at restaurants, online, and from street vendors and food trucks. 
House-sat, dog-sat, and baby-sat.
Have seen our families woven together in a beautiful way. And we both added a brother-in-law and a nephew to the mix, too.
Made wonderful, lifetime-long friendships.
Turned our parents into grandparents.
Were deeply rooted in a faith community that nourished and nurtured us as we grew and matured. 

So you see, sometimes it feels different than it actually is. And it may be flying by, but look how full it is, how rich it is. Also, in writing this, I realized: we need to go surfing.

I love you. 

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