We were 16. Our first date was at the mall. He needed a new pair of jeans and asked if I would go with him. We only spoke to each other maybe twice before this. We didn’t even really know each other, only through mutual friends. I went with him. It may be as out of character for me to go somewhere with someone I barely knew, as it was for him to take a chance and ask me out. But still. We went.
I didn’t want to be that girl. The one that plans her wedding after one date. But I knew. I knew that he was the one. I knew that no other would make me laugh like he did. I knew that no other would take care of me the way he did. I knew that no other would look at me the way he did. I just knew.
He still makes me laugh, still takes care of me, still looks at me like I’m his world. But it’s different now. It’s 10 years later. We are husband and wife. We have built a life together. Today we are celebrating our first wedding anniversary. I have never been more proud of anything than I am of our relationship, and the respect and love that we have for each other.
I love you José! Today, tomorrow, and always.