1998--before we were "us." But you can see the idea in the glint of my eye.

In 2006, Ken and I celebrated our anniversary weekend in Seattle. We were driving into the city, talking about our relationship, and I teasingly asked if he wanted to “sign up” for another year. “I’d like six more,” he answered. That tells you two things about Ken: he’s an enormous romantic, and when challenged, he doesn’t mess around with penny-ante stakes: he goes all in, right at you. We were so happy in that moment, in our silly, teasing, best-friends-and-lovers way, and six more years of the same seemed like the best thing we could wish for.

And here we are, six years later, still laughing and loving and wondering where the time could have gone. Six years sounded like a lot, but they’ve gone by so quickly! We’ve been so fortunate in love, I feel a little superstitious about talking about it, lest I jinx it. And it’s one of those things that can’t quite be put into words anyway. As Louisa May Alcott wrote in “An Old-Fashioned Girl”:

Love scenes, if genuine, are indescribable, for to those who have enacted them, the most elaborate description seems tame, and to those who have not, the simplest picture seems overdone.

If you’re lucky enough to have found a best friend to love and share your life with, you know the feeling better than I can say. If you haven’t yet, I don’t know how to convey the depths of contentment and happiness it brings–and I will spare a heartfelt wish for you that when the time is right, you will find that person, and embark on your own endless romance.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to see a man about a contract renewal. What do you think: offer him twelve and see if he goes for twenty?

2012 and all's well. All's pretty fantastic, actually.

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2 Responses to Twelve

  1. Ramona says:

    What a sweet post. Happy 12th Anniversary, you two!

  2. Preston Fleming says:

    Love your post…here is to many, many more…

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