The calendar states it, bold as can be, it has been twenty years.
Is it possible?
Can twenty years go by so quickly and yet seem like forever at the same time?
I remember when we first got married how I thought couples who were celebrating anniversaries in the twenty to twenty-five year mark had been together “forever”. It seemed like a lifetime, being married twenty years.
It isn’t a lifetime, but it is a lifeline.
Who could have ever guessed what twenty years together would bring. What amazing stability and strength.
Twenty years is something to cling to. Can anyone know me better and yet love me all the same. What amazing security.
Twenty years has produced much insight. We possess a deepness that bonds us together even when we face off in stubbornness. We don’t always see things the same. But, we shape and mold one another. A perfect fit, willing to shift, move and wiggle a bit to make a union that will stand the test of time.
Who else could melt my heart with moments that speak louder than words?
No other could have helped form the perfect, loving family that we call ours.
You are my joy, my strength, my calming force. My own personal comedian, in blue jeans and hoodie. And the hardest working man I have ever known. You are a provider with tenacity.
I love watching you when you aren’t looking. It’s in those quiet times when I have a moment just to observe, that my heart yells… I love that man! And I’m reminded once again why I love you so very much.
You had my heart the first time we ever talked. It is still yours. I still can’t resist your deep brown eyes and dimples. You’re irresistible.
May God bless us with many more years in which we can serve Him, together.
Arm in arm, heart to heart, you and me. Always.