Ten years ago I somehow managed to hoodwink this intelligent, beautiful woman into marrying me. Several moves, two cats, one dog and a very exuberant child later, she’s still stuck by my side. I am an exceptionally lucky man. Or, as one of my better looking friends so charmingly puts it, I punch above my weight.
I love you very much Emma. Here’s to the next decade+ of genial bickering, crazy nights and shared crisis management.