I don’t usually post mushy, personal things here, but I spent 30 insomniac minutes making this so I might as well share it.

Ten years ago, under a sky of fireworks in Edinburgh, I shared my first kiss with a guy. In a week, I knew I loved him. Ten years, tens of thousands of miles of travel, a cross-ocean move, a puppy, a cross- continent move, and lots of good times later, we’re coming up on our sixth wedding anniversary. I don’t have the words to say how much I love this man, so I’ll let the pictures speak for me.