Silver jewelry – not – but celebrations commence!

Hubby and I have been married twenty-five years on Tuesday. To each other. Twenty-five years.

I never expected it. Really. Oh I know I vowed to be married till death and all that, but, well, I sort of expected death before the twenty-five years came.

Of course I’m grateful that I’m actually still alive and healthy and doing well.

That makes this our silver wedding anniversary! We are supposed to give each other silver I think, but never being the type to conform to traditions, we’ll ignore that custom. I think my parents will be sending a nice silver spoon or bowl, and I deeply appreciate it. Thanks Mum and Dad.

Some of our friends expect we’ll go out and have a fancy dinner with silver platters and silver candles. But we’ll probably go eat Mexican with our two year old daughter, K. We’ll start the night young and end it young as well. After all, K has an eight o’clock bedtime.

Hubby knows me well enough not to buy me jewelry. Unless of course it is a gorgeous silver ring or earrings that I can wear day to day. None of this fancy stuff for me. I’m too practical and would rather spend extra (?) cash on our new kitchen.

I was married at twenty-three. Not too young, but certainly not exactly mature either. My husband had two young children, had been divorced two years and was twenty-seven. We set off on our grand life adventure together.

We started out, like most young married couples, renting a home and working our butts off to get all the stuff we wanted. Well, we’ve gotten most of the stuff.

Together we’ve traveled the world, moved to a new state, changed careers, jobs. We’ve supported each other, loved each other and at times even been indifferent to each other. But somehow, we’ve hung in there. We’re even, dare I say it, Happily Married! Yep! What an adventure!

Now, twenty-five (!) years later we have a nice home, five grandchildren (his) and our two year old adopted daughter. Now that we are finally starting our family it’s time to start the next phase of our new adventures. More adoptions perhaps?

I don’t really know what else to say. I’m in shock.

Wow

Twenty-five years!

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