Today my husband and I are celebrating our 25th wedding anniversary. We’d hoped to take a trip somewhere, and while that may still happen it probably won’t for some time (his father’s death a couple of weeks ago has changed our plans for the foreseeable future). I think we’re probably going to go out to eat tonight and then go to Lowe’s to pick up a new screen door for our back porch (woo-hoo!). I guess the day itself is not so big a deal because each day we have with each other has become more special than the last. We truly enjoy each other’s company, and though we have an occasional spat, always come through closer than ever (God’s grace is a wonderful thing).
I don’t know that we’ll have 25 more together. Kevin still talks about not being around much longer. Used to freak me out, but I’ve grown accustomed to it. Perhaps that’s one reason why we cherish our time together. Just last night we laid in bed and talked about what it would be like when one of us is gone. Life goes so fast, too fast it seems at times, and at other times I realize that this life isn’t where it’s at. The older I get the more I realize that. I like C.S. Lewis’ quote: “If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world.” At the same time, I think I aimed at heaven and got earth thrown in. My husband is God’s gift to me.