If you’ve known either of us for any length of time you’ve probably heard about that time we got jobs working at her mom’s BBQ restaurant. You probably know we lived in Washington state for a while and Susan had a condo in Washington D.C. for a while. You probably know we’ve been to all fifty states and four or five countries together.

The things you probably don’t know is that Susan gave me a tiny rubber alien which I named Peepoe, who whispers secrets into my ear. You don’t see how, when nobody else is around, I make her laugh and she makes me laugh. How she makes me coffee every morning before breakfast and I give her a compliment every nigth before bed. How we share old stories and future dreams in the pool, or the car, or during our weekly breakfast outings.

Thirty years is a long time — almost 11,000 days, in fact. That’s a lot of adventures and I know it sounds cliche, but I’m looking forward to the next 11,000.

Happy 30th Anniversary, Susita.