20 years ago today I got lucky. 20 years ago today, I married the husband.
I was 19 and the husband was 22. I was a college student. He was a submarine officer. I knew I wanted to be married. I was sure.
For the next 20 years we lived a life we never could have predicted or planned for in 1988. We’ve lived through randomness and progression, and challenges and changes. We’ve lived through ups and we’ve lived through downs. We’ve lived through really bad things. We’ve lived through really good things. We’ve lived through stuff we’ve told everyone about. We’ve lived through stuff we’ve told no one about. We’ve lived through being 100% sure. We’ve lived through not knowing anything for sure. We’ve lived a normal life.
And somehow, 20 years later, we are lucky enough to still be standing upright. We are lucky enough to still like each other. We are lucky enough that we still know how to laugh. We are lucky enough to still be married.
I don’t know what is going to happen tomorrow or next week or next year. I’m expecting some randomness and progression and challenges and changes. I do know this, however. Today, I want to be married. Today, I am sure. Today, I feel lucky.
Congratulations!!! And here's to 20 more!!
Okay, how cute are you two?!!! Congrats!!!!
20 years? That's at least 40 years in our parents generation.
Congratulations! I remember that day well!
Congrats to you both. That is a great milestone. Cheers
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