This post has absolutely nothing to do with teaching and everything to do with my incredible husband and chosen life partner, Joel. Actually, maybe the one tiny role teaching does play in this post is that Joel is largely the reason why I am sane enough to teach and teach well. Joel followed me to Victoria eight years ago to help me chase my dream of attending UVic to become a teacher. He’s made me dinner and fed it to me on numerous occasions so I can keep marking/planning/prepping without interruption. He’s held me close when I’ve cried endless tears over the students I’ve had the pleasure to work with over the last few years. He always listens to my teaching stories…the good, the bad and the absolutely crazy. He doesn’t bat an eye when I spend our own money on teaching supplies for my classroom(s) or food for my students who have nothing. Joel deserves an award for marrying me, truly. I am not an easy person to be in a relationship with and the fact that I chose teaching as my lifelong vocation, well, that adds a whole new level of crazy to my life!
Cheers to all you life partners of teachers; you are incredible and strong and probably more needed than you know. We teachers tend to give all of ourselves to our work and our students and come home at the end of the school day with very little left to share. Thank you, Babe, for being the pillar of support I’ve constantly needed while navigating my way through this career so far. I couldn’t have done it without you.
Ten years ago today this cute and awkward nineteen year old boy asked an even more awkward (I won’t say I was cuter) seventeen year old girl to be his girlfriend and the rest is history. We dated for six years before getting engaged, seven before getting married, and then we decided to get married on our “dating anniversary” because we’d already spent so many years celebrating October 22nd as our anniversary that we couldn’t imagine ditching that date for a new anniversary date.
I’ll do my best to walk you through a decade’s worth of photos of us: