It 24 years ago tonight Chip and I were married. It was a stormy, rainy night with the effects of Hurricane Hugo bearing down with all her might. The day began very iffy…breezy and cool and partly cloudy. On the way to the church, the rain began and did not stop all night. It did not matter. I was getting married.
I could go on and on about that day. The people I loved that were there with us that no longer are living among us. They are in our heart and soul and now in the heart and soul of our children. The pictures and video tell a tale of the ceremony and reception and David Sanborn’s The Dream still makes us stop and dance when it plays on my iPod. The real story is in how a marriage lasts when you could kill him one day, and laugh about it the next. I’m sure my sheer perfection in everything I do never drives him to that point, right?
Far be it for me to give marital advise but I will tell you one thing I know for sure. That first date, when I sat with Chip in The Gingerman over a glass of wine, I KNEW. I just knew he was the one. Maybe that’s why we have made it this far. It has not been easy all the time. We lived apart for the first six years of our marriage. We were a commuting couple of the 90’s. We went through all the infertility ups and downs, childbirth, miscarriage, illness and broken bones. (I still won’t tell how I broke my ribs.)
Happy Anniversary Ants, Anthony, Chip, Chipper and all the other ways I have called your name. Thank you for being such a good sport with this blog and allowing me to share our life stories with family, friends and strangers. (Tony Shades of Grey) Thank you for every poopy diaper you changed; every night you massaged my feet; every flight of stairs you have taken because I am afraid of the elevator and every day that I have with you. Don’t get too comfy and start feel all mushy. Remember the deal: The ‘contract’ renews every 5 years and next year is 25 years, it’s a BIG one.
I love you. K.