To have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse. For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do us part.
~Happy Anniversary to the most incredible man I have ever met. I remember the day so well... as if it were yesterday.
We stood together,there at that alter, hands joined. We said the words-but I'm not so sure we really understood their meaning. But God did. We were in love, and believed with our whole hearts that it could conquer all. We knew nothing of the trials that would come. And by the same token we thought we knew joy, but we were wrong there! We'd barely had a taste of it.....
Now the years have passed and when we stand together I do not see the same young man who stood before me that day, handsome in his Tux. I see the new man who has allowed God to mold and and change him- and because of that you have become even more handsome to me. I see the man who has stood by my side, in good times and bad, in sickness and in health~ a man who has kept his vow. I see the man who has put me before himself always.
For now we know that love is a choice. That we must choose to love, and that we renew that choice each and every day. We understand that it being by choice doesn't make it any less real, yet actually gives us more freedom and power, makes it permanent, and perfects it. The years in our marriage has taught us this. It is an act of love to be there with those who have been there for you, to hold their hand and support them. It is an act of love to stand together against any adversity, despite the pain.And as time goes on and we grow older, it is an act of love to hold the hand that no longer works or kiss the almost-hairless head. This I will choose to do for I have loved you, with all that I am, then, now and always. Happy Anniversary my precious husband.