Lucky 13!

it was raining cats and dogs as we were waiting for the limo to pick us up. a random vegas tourist who noticed us asked if we were going to be married and when we told her that we were, she said, "it's supposed to be very good luck if it rains on your wedding day." again, it was raining cats and dogs (the size of tigers and great danes) so i considered her comment to be a very good omen.

january 18, 1993, thirteen years ago today, dave and i flew to las vegas and got married. just the two of us. it was one of the very best decisions of my life. sometimes people ask me if i regret not having a big wedding and my answer is still "no." i have never liked being the center of attention of large crowds. even at my bridal and baby showers, i felt uncomfortable so a big wedding just would not have been me. big weddings are beautiful and i like to attend them, but i'm much too simple a gal for one. having said that, i would like to renew our vows on our 25th anniversary in a church, in the presence of a small circle of family and friends with a small dinner party to follow. now that will be worth celebrating. in a day where so many marriages end in divorce, i think there should be more fanfare at a milestone anniversary. any two people can get married but not many can make it work for very long, but that's just my humble opinion...

anyway, three kids, two houses, several cars, and many gray hairs later here we are. still married and happily so. 13 years. i feel so lucky! so very blessed!