Alot happens in 25 years.
Alot of living, alot of dying to self, alot of laughter and yes quite a few tears. You also have a lot of peace and joy and comfort and trust and protection. You've got struggles, frustrations, some failures.
You've got victories and you've got defeats. You thrive and sometimes you survive. You change, and for somethings, you stay exactly the same.
You learn new things, and let go of old ideas that you thought were so important, but really dragged you down. You run to adventure, and you snuggle to a warm embrace.
You cling to the ONE who brought you together, and you move forward.
25 years ago, I married this man, that truthfully, I hardly knew.
And he turned out to be exactly the man I needed. The man I love.
With this man, we have 4 beautiful children, and we try so hard to raise them to HIS glory.
With this man, I have grown in spite of my stubbornness and immaturity.
With this man, I have seen dreams and hopes come true in ways that I didn't expect, but were perfect for us.
With this man, I have learned simplicity and the little things in life are oh-so-much-more precious then status, popularity or anything else the world has to offer.
With this man, together we have grown in faith. Striving to please HIM.
Yup. I love this man.
And so today, I put my hope in HIM, who brought us together and I put my hand in his whom I love, and I will look forward to what the future holds.
Happy 25th anniversary, my love.