This week Jeff and I begin a march towards our 10 year anniversary on Thursday. This march involves ballet classes, football practice, early dismissal and work for Jeff. (Don’t hate our glamorous life.) But while all that must be endured, we will be leaving Wednesday for a 4 star hotel in New Orleans and a Trash the Dress photo session in the Quarter. There are other details too, that I won’t bore you with. Just suffice it to say it is everything that I want. I am so excited about this extravaganza that I can hardly breathe. In fact I am completely unsure how I will survive until Wednesday, when we leave. (That would be my luck, to die before any of this actually happens.)

Again, I’m going to spare you the I’m having my hair done, shopping and over all being indulged details, but what I do want you to know is that I know how truly blessed I am. That I have gotten to spend the last 10 years with a man that would agree to put on a suit he wore 10 years ago and spend tons of money to make my dreams come true. To a man that always puts me first no. matter. what. To a man that I have experienced some of the roughest times of my life, but with him by my side, I not only survived, I have prospered. He has my made my life better. Period. He not only blesses my life and my family’s, (he didn’t have to accept Jacob, he didn’t have to work 2 and 3 jobs so that I could stay home with the cherubs) but he blessed the lives of so many others. He makes me a better person, and through that I am able to help others. He is the man behind the curtain. The machine that makes all this run.

So I guess what I want Jeff to know is, thanks for the last 10 years. I hope you know what you have done and how much I appreciate you. Thanks for being my best friend.

Here’s to the next 10 years and some great pictures to remember it all.