25 Years and Counting

From the moment I met my husband, more than thirty years ago, I knew he was the one. Both single parents, we took our time before blending our families.
Twenty-five years ago today, I married the love of my life.

It seems as if we blinked and the years were gone. Our children are grown, now, with families of their own; and half of our eight grandchildren are grown.

Over those thirty years, life has handed us a few ups and downs, but we have stood strong. We have enjoyed a good life. God has been good to us.

A talented, loving, and generous man, he is my safe place to fall. After 25 years, this man remains my best friend and given the chance I’d do it all over again.

Happy Anniversary, my love.


I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject. Join the conversation. Talk to me or tell me your story. I’m all ears.

17 thoughts on “25 Years and Counting

  1. Sheila, Happy Anniversary to you and your beloved. I enjoyed reading your blog and seeing the pictures. Our life goes down the path in front of us. A reason for every step along the way. Cheers to you both. 🍷🍷

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  2. When I read these kinds of things I think back to how I was raised surrounded by good marriages and people who loved each other completely, who knew they were meant for each other and anniversaries went silver, gold plus… I remember being perfectly prepared to get married, have a bunch of kids – at least 10 – stay home to care for them, drive them places, cook, clean, present the best home, one that shouted how much I loved them without saying a word. But that’s not how my life turned out. The world changed, men’s perspectives changed or I just kept living in all the wrong places, but how could they have been wrong resulting in 2 children, one of each brand and two grandsons. I don’t know, can’t help but wonder, yet I’ve kept my traditional outlook – I’m not dead yet – no matter what, however life twists, turns or loop-the-loops.


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    • You’re so right, Myas. It seems the world has turned upside down over the last 25 years. This was my second marriage. From my perspective, I didn’t pick the wrong mate the first time. That was the road I was supposed to travel. Otherwise, 1) I wouldn’t have my girls 2) wouldn’t have met my current husband, and 3) the most important – learned the lessons I did. I pray every day our world will wake up and return to the traditional values that without a strong family unit, we’re doomed. I like to think it’s turning in that direction. Thank you so much for reading, joining the conversation, and the well wishes. From me to you – better things are ahead.

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