Happy Birthday Dear Husband.

Today is this guy's birthday. It's crazy to me that this is my 10th year celebrating his birthday. How quickly does time fly.

10 years ago, I called him at 1:43am (he had told me that was the time he was born) to wish him a happy birthday. We ended that phone call officially boyfriend and girlfriend. He says that I asked him and to be honest I can't remember. But if he says, I did, then I did. It's funny to think that I could not stand him in college and then a few years later I was asking him to be my boyfriend.

We had a crazy snowstorm in 2007. Everyone was advised to stay indoors but Sean could not be bothered with such rules. He drove in crazy winter conditions that way we could spend that day together.

I remember that I was not sure what to get him for his birthday. I didn't want to make a big deal of it since we weren't together long but I wanted to do something.

We were obsessed with Jim Jones' "We Fly High, Ballin" so I came up with a corny idea to get a big cardboard box, cardboard paper, print a picture of my Myspace profile picture (Myspace was how we re-connected after college) and write several reasons why I thought he was ballin'. His long eyelashes made the list, ha.

So today marks not only Sean's birthday but also our 10 year dating anniversary. We've been together for 10 years and wow, how much we've grown and changed in the last 10 years.

Last weekend, we went out to dinner and didn't want to wait for a table so we ate at the bar. We shared chicken wings, bruschetta and steak with fries. We did shots of fireball and laughed hysterically of things we've done over the last 10 years. Life with Sean is more than I ever imagined. I didn't think it was possible to find someone that just gets you. Someone who gets all the inside jokes and laughs at things that no one else would laugh at but the two of you. It really is strange to find your person in such a big world. And in this jaded world it often feels scary to talk about love because often you see love that falls apart. But I guess, for me, even if you experience it once, at least you've experienced it. And might as well share it that way people know that love does exist.

I want to spend the rest of my life loving and annoying Sean. I want to make him jacked up birthday cakes and sing "Happy Birthday" purposely out of tune to embarrass him. I want to get paper cuts making him corny cards with a picture of Borat that says, "Sexy time? to see him laugh. I want to cook him different recipes to see him lick his plate. I want to continue to take candid pictures of him that usually gets him so annoyed but then catch him months later going through those pictures with a smile on his face.

I want to make him happy.

Happy birthday to the love of my life. Life with you has truly been an adventure and I'm looking forward to many more with you.