25 WONDERFUL YEARS

For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, to love and cherish in sickness and health for long as we both shall live.

We are 25 years into that promise, and it means as much to me today as it did the day we said it. And we have tried out all aspects of the promise, and it has stood the test of time. I realize that 25 years of marriage is quite an accomplishment in this day and time. But among my circle of friends, I think that I am one of the people with the shortest length of time married. My friend Kaye and her husband were married on the exact same day as Bill and I. Happy 25th anniversary Kaye and Jim!!

Okay, just in case you're wondering, I never got around to scanning my wedding pictures into the computer. I did get around to scanning the tin-type photo that we had taken at Cedar Point Amusement park a few months before we actually did get married. Wasn't he a cutie? I was attracted to his beard. And then one day when Matthew was little, he shaved everything off and scared the poor kid. He eventually grew his mustache back and has had it for a long time, although the grey is starting to take over.

We are going to dinner. Then next month we are taking a weekend trip. My only gift will be that I was lucky enough to marry a man that has loved me and taken care of me for 25 years.And that is more than enough for me. This is the happiest I have ever been in my life. My sweet husband thinks that the key to my happiness is having enough money to buy all of the nice things that our friends are able to buy for themselves. But he's wrong. He is the only key to my happiness. He is a wonderful soulmate that is always there when I need him. He's all that I could have ever hoped for, a great husband and a wonderful, loving father to our children. Everyone should be as fortunate as I am.