We celebrated our 12th wedding anniversary this week - if you're counting all the years we've been together, it'd be sixteen. That's a while to be with someone. Not as long as other people, but still a fair amount of time. What we have been able to do is grow together, and separately. Obviously we're not the same people were were in our early 20s, but we still want to have fun, build a life together, and fight for that. Yes, we've had some hard times where one of us has slept in the guest room from time to time, but ultimately I think we are stronger than we've ever been as a couple. I am thankful for that.
And now we've entered into the next phase of our lives: planning a life without a restaurant at its center. Navigating what that looks like for both of us is going to take some time, but day by day we're beginning to look at what that really means. Tyler already seems to have a plan for where he is headed, while I'm trying to bumble around and figure things out. I know I will, and he is supportive of it, but right now I feel a little lost. But I am hopeful, and I have a lot of support from everyone around me.
Thinking about our anniversary next year is weird, but in a good way. So much is up in the air right now, but for the first time I feel like we have a bit more control over the direction we want our lives to take. We both have a lot of soul searching to do, as a couple and as individuals. I am excited to see where we end up. I know big life changes take a while, but I hope a year from now I'll be able to look at this and smile fondly about the first steps being taking toward something - whatever that something may be.