It’s over.
It’s finally over.
A decade of twists and turns. Of love and loss. Of heartache and healing.
Ten years ago, we were newlyweds, ready to face the world together. I joked then that we were an old married couple at just three months in, because Daniel spent our first married Christmas together taking care of me after my right hip replacement.
I had no idea what journey we would walk over the course of the last decade.
Heart attacks, cancer, and death. Infertility, miscarriages, and the births of our precious babies. Going back to school, passing the CPA exam for Daniel and the CPP exam for me. Buying our first home, moving in with mom, and living in a house that already held so many special memories to me. Leaving Little Rock to move back to the place I swore I’d never live. Traveling the south and making memories at Disney and the beach. Fights and arguments and disagreements…about who even knows what?
It hasn’t been easy. Marriage is hard—anyone who says otherwise is deceiving themselves. We’ve had to work at it—sometimes more than others. But at the end of the day, at the end of the decade, there’s not anyone else I’d want by my side.
Through every heartache, every joyful moment, every second, you are there. Here’s to making the next decade count.
Diary of a Girl from Nowhere 