As of today, April 30, we have been married 18 years. Just look at those little punks who thought they could keep those momentous, life-changing promises. Wow.
And now look at us--three children, a mortgage, a minivan, one-and-a-half Ph.D.s, and several cross-country moves later.
Last year on our anniversary my mother asked me how many years we had been married. Seventeen, I told her. "Well," she replied, "you're getting there." She and my dad have been married for 57 years. Talk about perspective.
Still, we've lived a lot of life in 18 years. I'm feeling proud, as if this is something we've accomplished, and grateful, because it's not. It's grace.
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Congrats Ron and Deb, on 18 years. We had that first Theologiggle 14 years ago last month, when we had been married only a few months.
57 years, is that a typo? They were married in 1949?
Phil (aka the math police)
Congratulations!! And many more.
The picture is toooo funny! I can't believe you posed like that. I was totally LOL when I saw it...
Yup, my parents were married in 1948. It will be 58 years officially later this month.
Fortunately all those years come one day at a time. Wow.
happy anniversary my old friends! i remember the pose like it was yesterday, as well as the clandestine visits to our dorm room and the advice i gave ron to just give up because he would never win deb.
grace, grace, GOD's grace; grace that is greater than all our sins!!!! thank GOD!!
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