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A Love Letter to My Rock on Our 10th Wedding Anniversary

Dearest Husband,

Happy 10/15 years! How surreal is it to be celebrating in Thailand? We’re (almost) back to where it all began. With the addition of course, of three awesome little people and too many wrinkles.

Five years ago we were welcoming our little man into the world. We already had our gorgeous girls. The Davis family was complete. It felt like a big deal. Ten years together, five married, three kids.

Getting to this anniversary has been a much bigger feat. One that’s difficult to articulate, without having to choke back sobs. We’ve been through the ringer these last five years, but rather than breaking us, we’ve emerged from the fog stronger than ever.

This is what proper love is all about.

Those hedonistic early days kind of feel like a dream now. When all we cared about was exploring new scenery, talking until the cows came home and gathering intimate knowledge of each other. As amazing as it was, living like that couldn’t last forever. Reality eventually overtook the pursuit of fun.

At first, marriage and kids and playing house was as fulfilling as travelling was. Then all of a sudden shit got very real. Very real indeed, and I must admit to spending too much time in recent years wobbling. Unsure if our foundations were strong enough to survive.

It would appear that yes they are.

Amid the harsh realities of life, while we’ve been huddled underneath the shitstorm umbrella, tested in every way, we’ve really grown.

A few months ago I decided not to spend another moment agonising over what the future might hold. In doing so it’s made me see that no matter how hard this life gets, as long as we have each other, we have everything.

Traditionally, a ten year anniversary gift should be made from tin or aluminium. Being the modern type of woman that I am, you have a blog post. Hope you enjoyed it.

Love you always,

Your wife 💋

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