That Time That I Met This Dude

So about eleven years ago, I met this guy.  He was sort of dorky and goofy and overly enthusiastic about things, but he seemed cool.  I liked talking to him.  He was majorly smart, the typical proper Chinese boy.  Sometimes I had no idea what the fuck he was talking about.  Sometimes I scared the crap out of him with my antics.  We were always friends, but even back then, someone commented on our chemistry.  We both denied it.

Ten years ago, that statement proved true when we could no longer deny it.  We've been together ever since.

I don't think either of us imagined that our lives would turn out like they did.  We've had the good things, the bad things, the things that I thought we would never get over, and the things that brought us closer together.  We've gone through long drives, moves, having a family, and all sorts of other random things that neither of us thought we would face.

Yes, there are times when we are at each other's throats.  There are times when he acts like a jerk for no reason.  There are times when I fling myself into bitch mode because the wind has changed.  Yet we survive.  Barely, sometimes, but we push on.

I don't know the what the coming years will bring.  Life doesn't always go the way we planned.  I just know that as long as we're happy with each other, and as long as the love is there, I am content.

I love you, my husband.  Happy dating anniversary.