Ryan and I just celebrated 11 years of us. I can't believe it has been that long. How did that happen? It seems like just last week I was confiding in my best friend, Melissa, that I had a crush on that Ryan Dill guy, and we both agreed Katy Dill had the perfect ring.
Of course we've had our ups and downs in our marriage. We've learned and grown so much over the years and become stronger and more unified. We know and appreciate each other's strengths, attempt to help one another with our weaknesses, and try to be humble when the other is right, like admitting that Ryan's frosting making skills are above par, and better than mine. He can be the frosting maker of the family. I'd rather decorate the cake (of which there is much to do this month with 3 birthdays and a very good possibility that there will be 4!) anyhow.So, I try to encourage him with his dreams and desires and he does the same for me. We work mighty well together. Neither Ryan nor I are perfect, but together, I like to think we are more perfect. He didn't even run away 11 years ago when my dad told him he couldn't marry me. A story for another time.
Happy one one, love.