10 Years Ago today, on May 29, 1999, I said “Yes” to Jason.
We had been “talking” (to use a 2009 term) for 2 weeks — and we did talk a lot on the phone everyday after school, on AIM at night before bed. We had gone on at least 1 date (the previous Saturday), maybe 2. It was a Saturday night and we had been hanging out all afternoon and evening — went to the beach, had dinner with my parents, watched a movie and some TV (a little Emeril I’m pretty sure). It was almost time for Jason to head home for the night when he asked:
“Do you want to kick it up a notch? Make this official?”
For a decade it’s been official. I am officially crazy in love with this guy. The past 10 years have been more wonderful, fun, painful and beautifully messy than I ever could have imagined.

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Hand-in-hand we’ve trudged through 10 years of our lives together —
dressing up for (approx. 10) high school dances
attending the funerals of Jason’s friend and my Papa and Jason’s Grandpa
celebrating high school graduations
floating blissfully through our engagement and wedding
spending a week in Myrtle Beach on our honeymoon and still feeling like kids
fighting through a good part of our first year
learning so much about ourselves and each other and Father and needs that a spouse can’t fill
tragically watching our first pet kitten Mabel die in our arms after we’d had a big fight and realizing how delicate life is
learning to budget and pay bills and keep house
celebrating our older brothers’ weddings
buying our first car
moving to a city and college where we didn’t know ANYONE and getting an apartment and jobs and learning our way around town
waiting months before making our first friends in Nashville
going to 100′s of Waterside (Jason’s band) shows in PA, TN, OH, VA, AR, IL, WI, IN, NC…
buying our first house
celebrating another brother’s wedding
making lifelong friends
graduating from art school
discovering our love for sushi
Jason playing sessions with worship bands and washed-up CCM artists and break out country bands
observing and supporting as Jason’s band was courted by record labels
getting my first “real” job and buying our next house (during the same week)
adopting our “rescue” cocker spaniel Lucy
becoming obsessed with the Fire Cracker Maki roll from Ru San’s
finally finding a church home at Grace Church
making more amazing friends
learning to worship God the way He likes it
taking our first week long beach vacation alone (since our honeymoon)
praying our way through many bumps and bruises
deciding to never give up on each other no matter how bad it hurts sometimes
taking numerous road trips – often to Atlanta just for the day – and getting into deep and pivotal conversations in the car and coming home knowing and loving each other even better than before
holding Granny’s hand as Jason hugged my shoulders and we watched my grandmother take her last breath and then crying with each other (and my aunt) for hours
turning our 1955 brick ranch into a magazine-worthy “atomic ranch” and finding a new hobby together in collecting and restoring vintage pieces
enjoying our beautiful garden (all thanks to Jason’s hard work)
going to Costa Rica to celebrate my sister’s wedding
adopting a second cocker spaniel – Coco – from Jason’s grandma
waking up each lovely day with a full heart as I gaze over at the man I love…