11 year start on a lifetime
11 years ago today, I stood waiting for at the end of a long aisle for the one person that means the most to me in the whole world. When the music started playing, the doors at the back opened and there she stood, radiant, like an angel that got lost on the way to Heaven. My heart stopped as she walked down the aisle, her hand on her uncle's arm. See, this is where things get a little confusing. Her uncle gave her away. Her dad was standing there at the front of the church, waiting. He was so proud that he was the one performing the ceremony that married off his little girl. Just don't ask him for details. The only way he could make it through the ceremony without breaking down into tears was to shut down that part of his mind and just kicking into preacher mode. To this day, he doesn't remember a thing about the ceremony.
Every day that I'm with her is a gift that I cherish. Every day that we're apart is a torment. She's that special to me.
This lady is so many special things. She's a loving woman. She's a wife, friend, partner. She's my best friend. She's a wonderful mother to four darling little angels. She's a talented actress and singer. She's an award winning baker.
But above all that, she's mine. For the last 11 years, there've been some rough spots and some lonely spots, but we've worked through them.
These last years seem to have just flown by - it doesn't seem like 11 years have past since we said "I do," but they have. At the same time, it seems like it's been for ever because it feels so right - so complete.
Thank you dear, for making me complete. Thank you for being my friend. And thank you for chasing me 'til you caught me. 
I thank God every morning that I wake up next her, thinking - "This woman is truly a blessing."
Eleven years down, and a lifetime to go.