To you, love, from across a timezone, my voice and my words to you.
Eight years married, ten years together; a third of my life now wrapped up in your presence. We've said this every year: it's not the ceremony that holds true importance, it's the everything that comes after that makes a marriage, and you, dear, I have loved more than anyone else I have known in my entire life.
I may fly away, but I am aware, oh so keenly aware, of where home is.
Here's to life. Yours, mine—and most importantly, ours.