Today is our 18th wedding anniversary. I can hear all the gasps now. I know what you're about to say, "But Dan, you look way too young to have been married for 18 years." Yeah, well, it's a gift - good genes. Or maybe it's just the acne.
We were married January 3rd, 1989. I was 18 years old and on holiday leave from basic training. With our unbridled youthful exuberance we found it imperative to hurriedly tie the knot - making the decision that morning and being married by that evening.
We don't regret it one bit (or at least I don't!). Unfortunately my poor wife never got her fancy wedding and to date we still haven't had a real honeymoon. I was thinking this morning that by our 25th anniversary the baby will be 7 so we could probably safely sneak away for a nice cruise for a few days. The fancy wedding will have to wait a little bit longer.
And yes, I still love my lovely young bride as much today as the day we were married. More so even.
Sorry for being so tardy. I'm just now catching up on your blog...
Congrats on your 18th anniversary! I think it's awesome you guys have been together that long. Hope you can get a babysitter and take some time to celebrate. :)
Thanks, Kyle. We did get a babysitter for a bit and went out to a very nice and fancy dinner!