Ten years ago today, on the day of my Grandmothers birthday, my sweet, handsome husband got down on one knee and asked me the easiest question I've ever had to answer. It was spring break, we were down on the beach, standing on the bluff overlooking the Oregon coast, and after having the weirdest conversation (wherein I was convinced he was breaking up with me) he asked me to be his wife. 

I was twenty years old, working towards a college degree, and here, down on one knee, was my future. Of course I was nervous, and young, immature and scared. But I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I loved him, that he loved me, and that he was my lobster.  

If I knew then, what my life would be like now, I would have said yes faster. :) I cannot believe all the many things we have accomplished in ten years. I look at the life we've created and I'm beyond blessed and grateful that he chose me to be his wife. 

A lot of people are surprised that A. We've been married that long and B. That we got married so young. And I always tell them, there isn't anything in those 10 years that I would have done differently. Being married actually allowed me to do more things than I would have been able to do if I were single. We've traveled, supported each other through school, owned a home, had kids, almost made it through dental school. He has taught me how to love myself, to have confidence, to chase my dreams, and supported me in every decision I have made. I have loved watching us grow and change as people, and I love who we've become as a team. 

Marriage isn't all sunshine and roses, I know ours certainly has not been. It's work. We've had some relaxing calm valleys and some steep craggy peaks. Beautiful moments, hard situations, and sometimes chaos. But when him and I have put in the work, and love, and support and dedication, it has been a glorious and beautiful life. 

I couldn't finish this post without wishing my beautiful Grandmother a Happy Birthday. I'm so grateful to have known her, though only for a brief time... I learned so much about love, being a mother, and true service. I look forward to the day when she can wrap me up in her arms, and call me her Sugarplum. What a blessing to have the Gospel in my life. 

CHEERS! And Happy Weekend.