I call him my Boyfriend Forever or BFF all the time but as we get ready to celebrate our 11th anniversary this weekend, make no mistake, the man is my husband.

It hit me this weekend as he was talking to a friend of his and he said, “Yeah, let me talk it over with my wife and I’ll get back to you.”

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My wife. Not my girlfriend, not my significant other, my wife. I am his wife. As Adam said of Eve, she is bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh. In a mundane moment I realized how special that was. I am his woman. We made a covenant together. We share life together and I’m really glad we do. This week we are heading out of town to celebrate with my son and daughter-in-law. It’s going to be great!