I really feel like I shouldn't go to bed without acknowledging this day. It's my 24th anniversary. I remember my parents' 24th anniversary, because it was the year my first son was born and I remember very clearly that they were old. No really, they were. But actually, my mom was was YOUNGER than me by several months when she celebrated her two-dozenth anniversary. Friends, the time, it is a-changin'. The days and months and years are already starting to wheel 'round faster and faster-it seems like just yesterday I was writing about my 20th anniversary and being amazed at THAT number of years.
Eric and I kissed each other this morning on his way out the door and reminded each other to say, when anyone asked how many years, "Twenty-four WONDERFUL years," all tongue in cheek and smiling. But really, we were pretty serious.
Full of wonder they have been, indeed.
Happy Anniversary, my dearest and most faithful friend.
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Happy Anniversary! You two are certainly a model for the rest of us (or at least, I get a lot of my goals for a future hubby from friends like you)
ReplyDeleteHappy Anniversary. I hope you had fun at the Furnace Inn.
ReplyDeleteHope it was lovely, Kellie. Congrats on two dozen wonderful years! :)
ReplyDeleterock on!! happy anniversary!
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