…I was getting married. Twenty years. It’s a pretty big milestone, which sent me looking through pictures. Here are a few that stuck out to me…
My sister helping me get dressed. Now we have six kids between us and my oldest graduates from high school next month.
I’m quite sure I was telling him how to cut a cake.
Of course he did it wrong.
Whispering sweet nothings in my new husband’s ear. (Actually, I’m pretty sure I was telling him I had to pee, but my dress wouldn’t fit in the “water closet” of the beautifully restored freight house we were married in.)
The laughter that gets you through twenty years together.
I could probably fill a notebook with things I might do differently in my life, but saying yes when this guy handed me a ring and said “Well, do you want it?” isn’t one of them.