Thida & Kyaw

Ten years ago we stood in the small garden at your parents' house in Taunggyi, in November fog, and made promises we were too young to fully understand.

The ten years since have been larger and harder and stranger and richer than anything we pictured. But this has not changed: I would still choose you, knowing everything I know now — the difficult years, the ordinary ones we will one day miss. Happy anniversary. I love you more now than I did in that garden.