Ten years ago, my husband Martin and I went on our first date – an Indianapolis Indians baseball game. Ten years on, we’ve been on hundreds more dates, adopted two rescue dogs, gotten married, and moved a quarter of the way across the world. In those ten years, we’ve grown up together, supported each other, taught one another how to be better people. We’ve taken this week off of work to travel to a remote cottage on the North Sea to celebrate the ten-year anniversary of our first date. Just us and the dogs, we’ve pared…