ten years

Tomorrow is my tenth wedding anniversary.
We'll have been together for 16 years, 10 months, and 20 days.
We've been together for more than half our lives.
I can't wait for that percentage to grow ever larger.

I can't imagine life without my wife.
She's the most important anything.
My greatest fear is being without her.
I would do anything, anything at all to keep her.

My wife understands me, loves me.
She accepts me despite my many flaws.
We compliment each other perfectly.
We compliment each other often.

Dealing with depression, I get asked about suicide a lot.  Am I suicidal?  Have I had suicidal thoughts?  It's a legitimate concern, I understand.  What nobody realizes is that I could never commit suicide.  I could never rob myself of time spent with my wife.  We only have a finite amount of time on this Earth, and I want to spend all of it with my love.  Anything less is incomprehensible.