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twenty years and counting

We celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary yesterday. How can something feel like both yesterday and a million years ago? I look at the pictures--we were such babies!--and remember what it felt like to stand up there together and start this journey.

It hasn't always been easy (heh, go deep into the archives of this diary if you'd to explore that more) but I'm glad to say we're still here.

This has been one of the hardest years of my life but we've got each other.

Last year we had talked about throwing a party to celebrate. After everything with my mother, though, we just didn't have the heart for it. It's tough, too, with his dad gone.

Instead, we went out for a quiet dinner at a fancy restaurant and just talked for a few hours. An older couple, probably in their seventies, sat near us, and I tried to imagine us twenty or thirty years from now.

It was a lovely night.

6:15 pm - 15.08.19

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