Kel and I went to a marriage seminar put on by our church last weekend. I’ve decided I can give him another 30 years. J
Once upon a time, there was a young girl and a young boy who met at a Jesus people type church. That was July 29, 1973.
They got engaged on August 15 in a frenzy known as Marantha Madness (more on that some time!). They met the boy’s parents Aug. 19, her for the first time, to announce their engagement. Said parents went to work the next morning with . . .mm . . . headaches.
The young girl and boy married October 28, and there was no have-to, if you know what I mean. Except for the fact that the Lord was coming back by 1984!
And folks thought it wouldn’t last—the world that is.
Here we are celebrating 38 years of marriage, and my hubby is a better man today than even the day we wed. We have a secret to success: It’s the other partner—the one that holds the roadmap and keeps us accountable! J
So happy anniversary to us!
First of all Happy Anniversary and from the Missus too.
ReplyDeleteSecondly, what a beautifully crafted post! I'm impressed.
Only 30 more....??
Kelly says there's an expiration date.
ReplyDeleteI say, I'll see how he does! :-)