First of all, I'd like to say that 10 years in this day and age is a long time to stay married, and so I'm giving myself a pat on the back!
So many things have changed since June 4th, 2004 when I married Mark Frick at a mansion on Summit Avenue in St. Paul, MN.
I mean, we started this life together not wanting to have children, but look how life has changed over 10 years: We have endured several relapses of Mark's blood disorder (ITP), we have lived in two different places, we have a 3-year-old son and one who may come today and share our special day, Mark lost his hair... but even though I didn't want it to happen, I knew that outcome was inevitable.
Some things in life you can predict, and some things that you just cannot fathom happen anyway for reasons you don't discover until the situation is upon you.
Who were we 10 years ago? We were two selfish people in love... not wanting to share each other with anyone, kids included. I didn't want to sacrifice my body, my time, or my money for a family, and we were both okay with it just being us.
Sometimes, however, life has different plans for you. After six years of marriage and a move to a much larger house, something changed for both of us. Was it that we had finally grown up? Sure, we were technically "grown-ups" for a long time before we actually grew up and realized that life could be bigger than just the two of us. Plus, things kind of got a bit boring (I don't know if Mark shares that sentiment), and trying to find friends without kids was becoming increasingly more difficult as time went on.
Obviously, most of you who know me know that I've uttered many a finite statement, only to eat the words later... i.e. "I'm never having kids"... and then having kids. "I'm done having kids after this one"... and then having another. No, but seriously.... this is the last one. Seriously. Why have I changed my mind on such major decisions? Because life happens, perspectives change, and certain people are brought into our lives to influence change them.
Where do I see us in the next 10 years? I'd better not guess, and I'd better not make any finite statements about it. Hopefully we will still be together, we will be happy, our kids will be thriving, and health will be good. If, however, life decides to throw us a nasty curve ball, I would hope that we would be able to work through it and come out on top. Is it the fairy tale that the younger, delusional me thought marriage would be? Of course not - it never is. But life is pretty good, and for this unlikely mother, I think I'm pretty darn lucky.
I love you, husband (even though you get tossed under the bus quite a bit). Happy 10-year anniversary. Here's to many more!
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