A different anniversary
As of today, I have been married for 24 years. Twenty Four. TWENTY FOUR! Good golly, that is a long time, and I don’t feel much older than 24, so. It’s weird. IT IS.
We went out to a fancy dinner last night and today we have barely seen each other. I had to take Sarah to school early, and then my taxi job filled my evening.
Last night we talked for a couple minutes about what life would be like when we are empty nesters. I can’t even imagine it. Seriously. I want my chicks in the nest. I can hardly remember life without them. We were married for nine years before we had children, so you would think that I would be able to picture it, but I can’t.
Here is what I love the most about my husband: When he lets his guard down, he is probably the most compassionate person I have ever met. And, he is funny. He makes me laugh. Also, when my dad was on his journey last year? He was THE most awesome support ever. I am so lucky.
Now, I have some grading that needs attention! xo