15 Years

Two year ago, I found out that Jake and I were married on a Catalan holiday. This year, I discovered that it is also Shakespeare's birthday.

In honor of the bard and (more importantly) my best love:


Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,

Or bends with the remover to remove:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
     If this be error and upon me proved,
     I never writ, nor no man ever loved.


Thank you for 15 years of building a life with me, my Love. I am wiser and better and happier for knowing and loving you.