Best. Decade. Ever.

Ten years ago this evening I went on my first date with the girl who I would eventually marry. I mentioned this to one of the partners I work for this morning, as his 15th wedding anniversary is today. He congratulated me, of course, and then paused, and asked, “How old are you again?” My wife and I met during our sophomore year of high school. My family had just moved to a new city, and I was starting at a new high school. I met her the first week after we moved, and I knew immediately that I was going to fall in love with her. And I did. Of course, being the complete dork that I am, I didn’t screw up the courage to ask her out for nearly *two and a half years*. Finally, with two weeks left before we were to graduate and go our separate ways, I decided that I had to take my chance. It was the best decision I ever made.

I love you, Amanda!