Now we are ten. Or thirteen.

Thirteen years ago today, Mr. Gibson and I became an item. Ten years ago today, we became husband and wife.

I’ve learned a great deal from this long stint. For starters, aside from writing, being obnoxious and just plain existing, I’ve never done any one thing for this long. And who knew (maybe you did?), but sticking to something day in and day out, choosing something over and over again, makes an incredible difference in your life. In your soul. (Granted, it’s markedly easier to stick to something that’s brilliant, hilarious and super hot. I mean, just for the record.)

Happy anniversary, Mr. Gibson. Thank you for your love, your patience and your willingness to wake up next to me every morning.