10 years

Today Angie and I celebrate our 10th anniversary. Yay us! Ten years ago, I stammered through our wedding trying not to ball like a little titty baby, then we spent the night in Oklahoma City prior to getting up the next day and heading to Hawaii, via Atlanta, Ga. I remember we saw Little Richard in the Atlanta airport. Womp-bomp-alubahm-alum-bam-boo.
Tonight we're going to drop the kids off with our friends John and Sharee, then we'll get something to eat, and beyond that, we haven't made any definite plans. It'll be fun to share and laugh and hang out without the kids for awhile - doesn't happen often enough.
I'm not sure you can adequately describe 10 years of marriage - in fact, I know you can't in this small space. But I will say this: I feel like my life - who I truly am - began 10 years ago. Angie brings love and heart and character and stability and warmth to me. She closes my circle. She dots my eye (hah!). She Booms my Sooner!
Ten years down - 50 to go. I can't wait.
I love you, Ang.