Twenty-three years ago today I walked with nervous anticipation down the aisle to where my prince stood waiting. So handsome, he looked at me with his kind and adoring blue eyes; it wasn’t hard to commit myself to him.
So commit I did.
To have and to hold, from this day forth, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, till death do us part.
We still have each other to hold.
We’ve known blessing and we’ve learned to pray through scarce financial seasons.
We’ve had good times and we’ve suffered loss.
We’ve enjoyed health and have endured through sicknesses.
But we’re still committed.
And we’re still in love.