It’s hard to believe, but 23 years ago today, in a swelteringly humid little Oklahoma town, I got married. Despite the type of day that scares off Colorado friends, some dear, kind ladies prepared and decorated that beautiful little brick church. My Love and I said our vows in the amazingly cool sanctuary amidst the candles and stained glass, before the cross and before our family and friends. It’s a beautiful scene to remember – even if we do regret not playing more rock and roll!
Last night we celebrated with new friends, reminisced, laughed about our fights and stupidity and played that rock and roll! The tears of recent challenges are fresh in our minds, but so too, is the grace of God that has enabled us to endure. I pray He gives us many more years of figuring life out together because…“Baby, I’m-A Want You!” = )