Before D and I went to sleep last night, we held hands and prayed for more wedding anniversaries to celebrate. For 27 years, we have traversed that universal marital highway called FOR BETTER, FOR WORSE. With all the trials that life has thrown at us, we have faced them together and stood strong. And now, as the highway has veered off onto IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH, we continue to travel step-in-step, our cadence measured by faith, determination and trust in God and each other. After 27 years, you understand full well that it is not what challenges you face that make or break marriages, but who you have chosen to face them with. I chose the best.
I love you past the moon, Babe. Our 28th will be even sweeter.