Just got home from celebrating our 10 year anniversary. It wasn’t a romantic evening, since we were with my sister and my niece, but it was a ton of fun.
Ten years. I can hardly believe it. Ten years ago today we were in Washington DC and I was suddenly Julie Carter. I’ve told Steve that no matter what, I’m never giving him back his name. I don’t care if he turns into an ax murderer, I’m staying a Carter. Much better than the unpronounceable, unspellable German surname I grew up with.
Congrats Julie!
I’m told if you can make it all the way through this marriage thing and still like your mate, then you’ve really accomplished something rare.
‘Hope the next ten are just as good.