May 8th was a big day around here. It was the day we brought the boat home from the boat yard. It was Mother's Day. And it was also our 10 year wedding anniversary. The anniversary had to take a rain check that day with all of the other chaos. So we picked a calmer, quieter evening, made a special dinner, and remembered this day.
Ten years ago in Bali, Indonesia a man with a machine gun slung over his shoulder mumbled something in a language we don't know, we then said our own vows, and then we were handed a piece of brightly colored paper that says we're married in Indonesian. Or says we're enlisted in the Indonesian army. We're still not 100% sure.
Ten is supposed to be the "tin anniversary", but I decided brass looked better for this little gift. One for each of us with the latitude and longitude of where we got married. You can put it on a necklace or keychain or just about anywhere as as little reminder of a special place or time. So here's to many many more years my sweet. But these two are the best tokens of our love.