She was eighteen years old when she walked down the aisle to meet him. There were stars in her eyes and her face glowed with excitement, anticipating what was ahead. She felt a freedom she had never felt and could not wait to greet her new life.
She sits at a desk 27 years later. The stars are still there, but they have changed. Some have grown dim and others have moved in with their own brilliance. She realized with the freedom has come responsibility, sometimes more than she thinks she can bear. Somehow, though something has always pulled her through and the glow though slightly faded returns. She still walks down the aisle to meet him, but now she is a little wiser. The romantic notions have faded to a memory. Only to be replaced by the wonders of a real and long lasting love.
The eighteen-year-old girl has grown into a woman, still unsure of her place, but still willing to learn and grow. The nineteen-year-old boy, full of dreams, has grown into a responsible, reliable man that seems to know no fear and is still in love with the girl.
Not that life has been easy or handed to them on a silver platter. During the years, they experienced many ups and downs. They have worked hard over the years, at life and love. All they have has been earned with blood, sweat and tears. Money has been tight, tempers have been short, but through it, all they have had God and their love for each other to pull them through.
There have been good times too. They gave birth to and had practically raised three children when God surprised them with a fourth child and two years later a granddaughter. The two boys and the girl from the first family showed them what could accomplish by being together. The daughter and the granddaughter have reminded them of the joys and frustrations of youth, more joys than frustrations. Through it, all they have had each other. They see another 27 + years in the future with many more joys and hopefully fewer frustrations, but are thankful for both.
Twenty-seven years ago, I was that young girl and on that day, I married that young man. I had stars in my eyes and romantic notions about what my life would be like. In those 27 years, many of my romantic notions have faded in the realities of life. But, new notions, maybe not so romantic, have blossomed in their place.
As I look forward to the next twenty-seven years, I remember all the joys and frustrations from the last 27. I hope that I learn from them so as we move forward the joys and frustrations we experience will be new and different. What we have learned will contribute to making new experiences exciting and challenging. I pray that we never become bored or lose interest in each other and our zest for life. The last twenty-seven years have been a wild ride. Let us make the next 27 just as exciting. Happy Anniversary Al. Love Chris.