I married my best friend 9 years ago today. Nine years ago to the minute (it’s 11:55pm), I was probably passed out, completely exhausted in our hotel room while Adam was ordering me pizza because I didn’t have time to eat dinner or our wedding cake. We had no idea what we had just gotten ourselves into. If I could go back in time and say anything to newly married, 22-year-old me, I’d say:
You’re going to change so much, but you’ll change together.
Thanks for the best years (so far), Adam.