23 Years and Counting

Twenty-Three years ago today The Colonel and I were wed. That day I married my best friend, soul-mate, lover and hero. I know...sappy, but true.

Before we got married we had to take pre-marriage classes and a test (apart from one another) through my church. I knew again that I had a good guy when he went through these with me, when he could have been on college spring break instead. We scored a 98% on the test. We were both pleased but not surprised by the score. We had the same likes, dislikes and goals for ourselves and our future.


The day we were married was a beautiful, Hoosier Autumn day. It was sunny and warm. A perfect day to start our lives as one.

The lyrics from the Carpenters' song, We've Only Just Begun says it best...We've only just begun to live, white lace and promises, a kiss for good luck and we're on our way...so many roads to choose...sharing horizons that are new to us...working together day by day...so much life ahead...we'll find a place where there's room to grow...and yes we've just begun to live.

When I look back on these past twenty-three years I have to say I would marry The Colonel all over again. I am looking forward to the years ahead of us with the same wide-eyed hopefulness I had the day I said "I Do".

I love you more today, than yesterday, but not as much as I will tomorrow.

If you live to be one hundred, I want to live to one hundred minus one day, so I never have to live without you.

And I need you more than want you, and I want you for all time.