Today is our thirty-sixth anniversary. We married young: ill-equipped, idealistic and ignorant. But, we have survived. Amazing, incredible, a feat of tolerance and patience - much on his part, some on mine, too. Mostly, I am grateful we've been able to come this far - together.
The kids may make fun of the plaid pants their dad wore at our wedding (what can I say, it was 1975...), or my flower-girl tiara, but in a day when marriages are rocked by divorce and families are torn apart, we have a marriage founded on love and faithfulness and building a home together. Not because we have done life perfectly or made all the right choices. Far from it. We have our share of goof-ups and craziness. The Lord's mercies are new every morning; great is His faithfulness.
I am grateful, very grateful. It wasn't such an ignorant choice after all.