Today is John and my anniversary. We have been married 19 years.
But we have been together 22 years.
Our wedding day was awesome. It was about 65 degrees outside and was unseasonably warm.
We were so poor we didn't have a pot to pee in and things have not changed much. ha
His sister Julie made our cake. And we had a pot luck reception. We were so happy that day.
He was the most handsome man I had ever met in my life. And I loved him so much it hurt to breath at times.
I use to write poems about him, and hide them in the bottom of my dresser drawer.
Sometimes at night I would lay awake and study his features.
I would trace my fingers over his nose and lips and eyebrows ever so gently. I remember thinking, If I ever go blind I want to remember the way you look right now... always.
I remember the good times with fondness, and with melancholy.
I have always loved John. But there were times that I did not always feel loved.
There were heart crushing times...
But when I made my vows I meant them.
There are times that I will always cherish.
The times when he and I would go fishing , and we would talk for hours. About every thing.
He would bring his camping gear and make a fire and brew us hot tea over the open fire. That was so wonderful.
And the time we went for a walk in the rain when the kids spent the night at my Mom's house. And he pressed me to him, and kissed me right in the middle of the street, rain pouring on us. This guy pulled up and honked, and John hollered at him, "Can't you see I am kissing the most beautiful girl in the world? " We laughed and ran out of the street and went home...
It has not always been a picnic, but it has never been boring being married to John.
He is heart of my heart.
Tonight's song, Our House by Crosby, Stills and Nash
We use to sing this to each other every time it came on the radio , and still do. <3