20 years. Can it be? On one hand, it seems much longer. I don't remember what life was like when you weren't in it. On the other hand, it seems only a few years since we married, not 20. I remember when my parents had their 20th anniversary- and now it's us.
7 children (one waiting for us in heaven).
7 vehicles. (or thereabouts).
5 deaths of grandparents.
Paul, I'd do it all over again without even thinking about it. God sure blessed me that day in Boston when something "turned on" in my heart. I had prayed since I was a teenager that God would turn me off towards boys, and He did. But I remember when He turned me back on and I am so thankful it was for you.June 18th, 1988
I can't wait for the next 20 years, because I get to spend it with you. You make life interesting (to say the least)! Happy Anniversary to the man I love, the man I am privileged to complete.