Throwback Thursday | Our Love Story.

This morning, I woke up with the realization that my husband and I have been together for a decade.

We first met in the summer of 2003, through my brother, who was his classmate in college. He was in his senior year and was looking for an on-the-job trainee stint in the company that I was working at. I, on the other hand, was fresh out of college, a fairly new employee at the said company, and on the rebound after calling it quits with my boyfriend from college.

He didn't get hired as an on-the-job trainee in my office. But he did get my number, and the next thing I knew we were constantly texting each other, talking on the phone for hours, and going out on the dates. On the sixth of June 2003, we officially became a couple. Five years later, on that exact same day, we got married.

Bliss. :)

I know this sounds cliche, but I still remember everything as if it was yesterday. How he proposed (more like how he told me, "Let's get married"), how we prepared hands-on for the wedding (from the invitations, the wedding favors, the rings, my wedding gown, down to the background music as I walked down the aisle), and how our garden wedding pushed through despite all the mishaps we had along the way.

My husband may not be the most romantic person in the world, but he sure would go through hell and high water for me. And I would, too, for him. I love him to bits. And for many more decades to come.