Twenty Seven Down and…..

Donna and I celebrated out twenty seventh wedding anniversary today with Mexican food at a place we had visited frequently in the past. Twenty seven years ago, we stood before God and a Justice of the Peace and promised to love and cherish each other for the rest of our lives. Everybody says that, right? And makes those promises. But you never really know how things are going to turn out, do you? You discover feelings for each other that you interpret as love and at some point you take that “leap of faith”. We did. There was a time, as I remember, when our goal was for our marriage to last longer than her previous and second commitment. That one ended after about thirteen years officially, but really long before the actual signed decree signified that it was officially over. We zipped right past that 13-year mark, doubled that span and never slowed down. Tonight, I sit here and for a moment, I find myself staring at a picture before me, of my lovely, beautiful bride, holding a bouquet of flowers and looking so amazing in her long white dress, white wide-brimmed summer hat and a huge smile on her face. After two marriages that did not end well, she tells me I gave her back her smile. And she’s still smiling. So am I. How lucky can one man be to cross paths with someone who was looking for someone who she could love and feel loved. There is a special peaceful feeling you get when you find this place in your life that some never discover. I have love and through that love, I am blessed.