Twenty-five years ago today, Don and I said our marriage vows. We promised to "have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness or in health, to love and to cherish 'till death do us part."
On this day when we said our "I Do's", we didn't have a clue what the future would hold. But we promised to be there for each other no matter what happened. We promised to take care of each other. We promised to love each other.
No marriage cruises along on easy street for 25 years. Storms come, feelings get hurt, expectations are crushed. Selfishness often takes over. Even when two people love each other with all their hearts, it is hard work.
I'm thankful we have worked hard to love, forgive and put each other first. I'm thankful we have shown respect for each other, given up things for each other and looked out for each other.
I loved the sentiment on the anniversary card from Hallmark that Don's mom sent us:
"Love has little to do with moonlight and balconies
and everything to do with patience, acceptance and hanging in there.
Love can't always move mountains or change the world overnight.
But it can open its arms at the end of a long, bad day
and welcome you home to true belonging."