...of total bliss.
Those twenty-one years have been filled to the brim with so many things. Bliss, yes. But heartache too. For each other, for others, for our kids, for things we can't change. Fights and door-slamming and deep, wonderful heartfelt talks delving into each other's hearts all mixed in together. Laughing until we are both bawling, and also bawling until there's nothing to do but laugh. Adventure and knowing smiles no one but us will ever really understand. And some more fights and misunderstandings mixed in along the way. Followed up by more clarity and love than before.
I was looking over at Dave on the plane last week in gratitude and complete awe that twenty-one years ago he chose me. We went to the temple and got married forever and ever.
Little could that young and twitter-pated "me" know back then how much more I could love: twenty-one billion times more than I ever could have imagined.
Love you baby.