9 Years

It's been 9 years.


9 years of going up and down - and sometimes sideways, like on the Mass Turnpike.

9 years of kids and pets and churches and houses and junk - are you tired yet? Yeah, me too.

9 years of laughter - usually laughing harder than anyone else in the room at a joke that only we get.

9 years of crying - because so few people get it and get us and we are stuck with each other.

9 years of being stuck with each other. All in all, that's not too bad.

9 years, and I have loved every one of them, with you, baby.


I love you, Vanessa. Happy Anniversary.