Tomorrow is my anniversary. Our anniversary. Forty-one years with the man I love more than life itself. My best-ever gift from God. And I’m still learning new things about that man, still falling more in love with him with every day, and still falling for the stupid pranks he plays on me. Still laughing together. That’s the best part.
We share our anniversary with our oldest daughter and her husband. I always lose track, but I think this is fourteen years for them. That doesn’t seem possible. Especially when I remember our own fourteenth anniversary. Like them, we had three little kids. (And one yet to come… Beware, Tobi and Ryan! 😉 )
Looking back to our fortieth anniversary last year, I’m amazed at how much has changed in one short year. This year, we have two new grandbabies on the way! Three of our kids have moved or are in the process of moving. Exciting changes and adventures. Life is good and we are blessed, and I can’t think of anyone I’d rather share this journey with.