Ten years ago today, I married my Beloved

Ten years ago today, in a tiny church in London’s Pioneer Village in front of 45 of our best friends and family on the hottest day of the summer, I said these words:

I, Danielle, choose you, Mark, to be my love.
I pledge to you my life, my heart, my hope and my joy.
I promise to love you with my finest kindness and my deepest care.
You are my prince, my knight, my king;
My friend, my jester and my inspiration.
I promise that I will love you always, from this day forward,
Blissfully, joyfully, infinitely.

Ten years ago today, I married my best friend. We had no idea what was in store for us, the joys and the fun and the heartaches and the adventures, but we knew we wanted to do it together.

Ten years ago today, we two joined together to start a new family, and in doing so we linked our families and our histories together.

Ten years seems to have passed in the blink of an eye — and yet it was a lifetime ago. Three lifetimes ago, actually! Tristan’s, Simon’s and Lucas’s.

Ten years ago today, I did the smartest thing I ever did: I married my Beloved. And each year since has been better than the one before.

Happy Anniversary, my love! Happy anniversary, and thank you for the honour of your love.

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