It is Sunday, and it’s our anniversary! It’s amazing that I’ve been married to a fantastic woman for 17 years. I was thinking about our 17 year-old journey while going to bed, and wound up writing the thoughts that came into my head. I’m not sure how you would classify it, but here it is…
| Wandering the single path, I found another traveller. Hands and Paths were joined, and many trails travelled together. |
| At times I lost track of the things that truly matter along our journey, but your navigation always brought us back together. |
| Together we created two others to bring along on our journey, and even with putting the children between us, I can feel the squeeze of your hand, and all the strength it conveys. |
| There are no wrong turns. Only unexpected views along the diversion. We may not have a map, but together, our way is clear. We may have no compass, but our direction stays true. |
| While there is no map or diary of our journey, I would gladly begin it again and again. |
I love you Heidi, and I’m so glad we’re doing this together!