June 12, 2010As I mentioned in my previous post, I am severely behind on blogging. I have honestly thought of scrapping it and calling it quits. I may still merge the three blogs into one. I am not sure. Anyway, I decided it is easier to do random posts to catch up, rather than try to sequence them.
Last Sunday--June 13th--Don and I celebrated our 18th wedding anniversary. That totally seems surreal and impossible to me. I can't begin to convey how thankful I am that God so carefully orchestrated our paths to meet and allowed us to become traveling partners for life. I was thinking about where he had been and where I had been before God plopped Don on a church pew behind me and my family in May 1991.
Don was born in CO, moved to UT when he was a baby, then grew up in TX. He went to college in MD and during that time he spent summers working in a lab at Los Alamos, NM, "cruising" on a submarine, docking in Israel and Hong Kong, traveling to PA for Army/Navy games, road tripping all around the country playing Ultimate Frisbee and watching Navy football (BEAT ARMY!). After he graduated, he went to Cancun, spent time in FL for his first round of flight school, and visited who knows where else. He already had logged thousands and thousands of miles in his personal travel log before he showed up in my life that wonderful May morning.
I, too, had a few miles in my log. I was born in southern CA, moved to HI at four months, moved back to CA, then moved to VA at eight, made my way to PA for 7th grade through my sophomore year of college, and moved back to CA--this time northern (Sacramento). During that time, I had been to many states, met hundreds of people, and thought I met "the one" more than once.
Though I am not sure why, it still amazes me how God chose two people who had known hundreds of people and lived and traveled all over the place to meet and fall in love. I am so thankful He did, though, and for the journey he has allowed us to continue to travel together. We have logged many miles together and prayerfully we will continue to do so. This past year has been filled with many detours and road blocks and I couldn't have survived without my traveling partner by my side.
Looking at the picture, above, I am amazed that man still loves me! Talk about crazy, big hair and chubby cheeks! Yikes. We had a great anniversary dinner at a place called Roaring Fork--sans Lindy--and a nice evening together. I ate so much, I felt like I might get ill at one point. Sorry for the visual. That NEVER happens, as I try not to eat to the point of feeling stuffed. Our anniversary is usually the only time we order an appetizer, main course, and dessert, so I totally wasn't used to the whole gamut and everything was so yummy I had to eat it all. Thanks to my sweetheart of a friend, Ashleigh, for sneaking behind my back and arranging to watch Lindy for the evening.
Since we brought Lindy home, we really haven't used a babysitter a lot so we don't experience "date" nights very often. I know, I know, all the relationship experts would get on to us about that but I truly think we have a very healthy, happy, and harmonious marriage, nonetheless. I know PLENTY of marriages that have far surpassed mine and date nights were non-existent. Ironically, though, both of us bought gifts for one another which included future date nights. I have to admit, I am kind of excited! It is a great excuse to dress up more than usual, have dessert with dinner, and maybe he and I will actually get our picture taken together more than once a year, too.
She comes to me when I'm feelin' down
