Today marks the 11th anniversary of our wedding. I CAN'T BELIEVE how fast the time has gone by. I would be lying if I said that our lives have been as awesome as I hoped they would be when this picture was taken, but I would be telling the truth if I said that I love Daniel a million times more than I did the day we were married.
It's true that things haven't worked out the way we wanted. I would have bet money that by now we would have 4 or 5 kids, but I guess it wasn't meant to be. I can't believe that we ended up in Oregon of all places, and living all of a quarter mile from the Pacific Ocean, but the adventure of getting here has been more wondrous than I could have ever dreamed.
He really is my best friend. I talk to people and it seems to me that most men would rather go fishing or watch TV or play video games than hang out with their wife, but Daniel is that rare guy who doesn't like doing ANYTHING unless his wife is around. (Seriously, this is true. Once, he took his nephews on a Fathers/Sons overnight camping trip and asked me if I would sneek into camp that night and stay with him in the tent. He didn't want to go camping without me, so I did. The next morning he went through the chow line and got breakfast, which he brought to me in the tent. He then went through a second time for himself and I could hear the guy ask him "Didn't you go through once?" and Daniel said "Yeah, but that wasn't for me. I got my wife stashed in my tent." The guy laughed. I think he thought Daniel was joking.)
When I ask him what movie he wants to watch he says "Whatever you want to watch."
When I ask what he wants for dinner he says "Whatever is easiest to cook"
When some of the guys from the ward ask if he would like to go Salmon fishing he says "No thanks, I'd rather spend my Saturday with my wife."
You are a sweet man Daniel McCuen. I love you.