…I did something that, apart from the choice to follow Jesus, has turned out to be the best decision I have ever made.
Twenty years ago today…I married my best friend.
From the very first time I saw her, at the beginning of our freshman year of college, The Wild One has captivated my attention and intrigued me. From the very first week, we talked about everything. We were going steady within two months. And three years later, we were married.
She says she fell in love with me when I made her laugh. (So okay, it wasn’t my biceps.) And ever since, I have been on an eternal quest to make her laugh again and again. Her laughter is simply addictive. And contagious.
Truth is, she makes me laugh as much as I make her laugh. And she doesn’t even have to try as hard as me. And that laughter has helped carry us through some very dark days together.
She is beautiful, she is joyful, she is full of wild, unbridled life. She is the mother of our incredible son, The Director. She is my greatest fan and my most honest critic. She has stood by me when everyone around told her not to. And she is far more than I deserve.
Her smile lights my world, and my heart still leaps when she walks into the room. She is, in every way, my soulmate.
Twenty years ago…we began an adventure together that has taken us to heights and depths, molded and shaped us, and bonded us. And I wouldn’t have missed a moment of it. And we’re not even halfway through the ride. (She tells me she is signing on for another 20 years, at least.)
Happy Anniversary, my love…my friend for life.