perfidy

Twelve years ago today, I made a good decision. I wasn't sure that it was a good decision at the time. But that was only because most of the decisions I'd made as a nominal adult had been, on the whole, tragically unwise. This one, though, was wise, and by far the best choice I've made.

A dozen years of marriage was incomprehensible to the younger me. It has been more than I hoped, but harder too. I have more joy in one day of my life now than I did in weeks or years before. Not necessarily more fun. But more joy.

Life is good. My wife is the biggest reason why.

[wik]: Our anniversary is on Valentine's day by accident, not some sort of sappy design. And while I admit that not being able to forget my anniversary is a plus, it's annoying to hear people go, "aaww" when they find out.