By the time you read this, I should be well on my way to celebrate my twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. My “ride or die” and I are off to spend some quality time together as we reminisce upon our better and our worse, the rich and the poor and appreciate the fact we are in relatively good health.
We are no longer the wide-eyed twenty somethings who were engaged in just six weeks. Twenty-five years later, we have been through some things.
Births and deaths.
Gains and losses.
More grey hairs.
Still, I can thankfully say the “worse” made us better instead of bitter.
We learned to compromise and admit our faults. We can now balance our strengths and tolerate our weaknesses. Most importantly, we learned to rely on God instead of ourselves.
Through two kids, five homes, six cities, eleven pets and too many career choices to mention (both his and mine) we managed to keep it together.
And sometimes “together” is more than enough.
We now find ourselves back where we began, just the two of us.
Another cycle of life. Sunrise, sunset.
Happy Anniversary Rod Raphael!
Our “better” has far exceeded our “worse.”
We truly are blessed.
And now, we are off on another adventure. Hubby and I are headed to view some amazing sunrises that we may cherish them later in our sunset.
God willing, together.
That is why a man leaves his father and mother and is united to his wife, and they become one flesh. Genesis 2:24 NIV