Please enjoy this slightly updated Deb Runs favorite as Bill and I celebrate our thirty-eighth wedding anniversary…
There once was a college freshman who threw a snowball at the window of a nearby dorm. Even though she didn’t know it at the time, inside that room was her prince charming. She started dating the cute guy inside that dorm room and five years later they got married. The wedding was in a tiny church way out in the country on top of a hill with breathtaking views in all directions.
Together they moved out west and hiked into the snow capped Tetons and aspen covered Wasatch. They learned to cross country ski together and skied into the beautiful canyons on hundred of inches of snow. They toured their magnificent country from the Atlantic to the Pacific, camping along the way.
Eventually they moved back east and raised two sons, spending countless hours playing chauffeur and making sure homework was completed. They cheered for their sons in soccer, baseball, wrestling, and cross country; volunteering as needed, while always having fun. They cried when their two babies headed off to college and rejoiced when they made those last tuition payments.
As empty nesters, they spent their time together running marathons; and with their new-found time, they read, dabbled in photography, spent time at the beach, and returned to where they’d met and cheered wildly for their beloved college football team. They picked up trail running and combined their love of hiking and running into a whole new sport. And as their bodies grew weary of all those miles, they cut back and focused on shorter distances and spent more time biking.
They returned to visit Utah, the state where they lived for the first two years of their marriage and this time they brought their family with them. Sharing their love of the desert southwest with their children was something they’d wanted to do for a long time. They had come full circle and knew that life was good.
They laughed – they always laughed and they always smiled, and they each thought the other one was hilarious. And it was with this laughter that made those years fly by until one day they realized that thirty-eight years had passed since they had gotten married in that little church up on a hill way out in the country with those amazing views.
And that was just the first half of their story – the second half is yet to be written, but you can bet that they lived happily ever after because they had each other…
Happy 38th wedding anniversary, Babe! ♥
- If you’re married, how long have you been married?
- If you’re married, how did you meet your spouse?
- If you’re married, where did you go on your honeymoon? ~ We went to Yellowstone and Jackson Hole.
Happy Running! ~ Deb