As The Years Go By

June 9, 1984 I was so scared I could hardly breath. I had been a single mom for many years and had no intention of getting married again. I met this fabulous man that had also been a single dad for years. We had both raised our children, I was 44 and he was 42. What in the world was I doing.

Well, sweetheart, that was the best day of my life and I am so happy I married you. Amazing how young we looked when most would call us middle age.

Our 15th anniversary on the way to the Bahamas. You have always been so much fun and definitely my best friend ever.

Last year in Hawaii. I still think you are the neatest man I ever met. (I know a terrible pic, but what can I say, it was one of those fast smile things at a Luau.)