Today, 16 years ago, I married G. We were young – I was 22, and he was 21. We got married four months we graduated college and three months after we had moved to Oregon. We flew back to Iowa where the wedding was planned, got married, flew home the next day, and went to work that Monday. We were too poor to afford a honeymoon. And neither of us had vacation days built up, so even if we could afford a honeymoon, we couldn’t afford the time off.
I think about what we have been through – poor graduates trying to get on our feet, grad school, kids, house, family illness, and the usual family issues – and I am lucky to have someone who is definitely the ying to my yang. He makes me a balanced person just as he would say I make him.
I cannot imagine this journey we have had with any other person.
I love you, G.