We took our wedding vows on August 8th, 1992.
Into this new covenant I brought my two beautiful children (Amy and Adam), and tremendously high hopes for the future.
I often tell my kids that the biggest decision they'll ever make in their lives will be who they choose to marry. That one decision will, for the most part, decide their satisfaction in life.
I married Eric with high hopes, and hind-sight being crystal clear, I can report that my hopes were beyond exceeded.
These last 21 years I've had the extreme pleasure of being a partner and co-creator of our amazingly charmed life.
We continue, on a daily basis, to practice having and holding, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do us part.
Every single day of the last 21 years we have willingly and joyfully entered into those vows. And we are both the richer for it.
And after these many years we have actually been challenged by all those scenarios: we've had to hold on to each other for support. Things have, in turn, been better and sometimes worse. We've certainly been richer and poorer. And have had both sickness and health in our 21 year marriage.
Through all this, I can say with great confidence today that I would do it all over again.
I married a good man. A great husband and a wonderful father.
In other words, the greatest decision I ever made in my life has proven to have been a good one. And I'd do it all again in a heartbeat. (I think I'll skip the butt bow this time.)
Happy Anniversary, Honey. And thank you for being a Faithful Promise Keeper. I'm grateful. And our children are grateful.
We did good. 21 years of kept promises. Yes, I would say I'm pretty satisfied. Thanks again, Honey.
I'm ready for whatever the next 21 years hold for us. It's been a heck of a ride!
I love you, Eric.