This morning, when I went to the car to take the kids to school, there was an envelope taped to the driver's window. It was a note from Matt, saying that he was going to come back for me at 11:15 and take me out to lunch to celebrate. He'd arranged for his mom to pick up and watch the kids. He didn't say what we were going to celebrate, but I already knew.
Ten years ago today I met Matt at a church fish fry. No kidding.
And he, all on his own, remembered that this was the ten-year-anniversary of our meeting. And planned a lunch out, just the two of us.
Matt appeared, as promised, at 11:15 with a dozen roses for me. Going to lunch, on a weekday, without the kids, felt like playing hooky. We enjoyed our little break from reality, some time to celebrate us and the family that we've created.
I'm telling you - date whoever you want. But marry the nice one, the smart one, the sweet one - like I did - and life will be good.