Last week my husband and I celebrated our twentieth wedding anniversary. Twenty years! It's hard to believe. I have now spent almost half my life married.
In twenty years so much has happened in our lives:
We have had four children.
We have shared six homes in three different states.
We have been members of five churches.
We have worked and lived and loved and played together.
I don't really feel much older than my 21 year old self, although I'm sure I look it. I'm certainly a better cook than I was in those early days, and unfortunately my waistline shows it.
Twenty years is a long time to get to know someone, but I hope we get another twenty years (or two) to share.
I think this is what being blessed means.
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