The date was March 13, 1993. The event: my own wedding. It was a wonderful day filled with many fun memories; a day when Rob and I pledged our unfailing love to each other before God. A snowy day, a cold day, but not too much went wrong, at least not that I was aware of until after the fact. Overall, a great day.
Now, 13 years and 4 kids later, it's fun to think back on that day. However, I have to say there have been days in our marriage that have more significance and meaning than our wedding day. Like a few weeks later when we were at the grocery store and Rob spent 30 minutes picking out juice...that was a significant day in our marriage...the first realization that perhaps this wasn't going to be as easy as I thought. Or, the day we closed on our first home. Or the day when after months of prodding, Rob finally agreed that we could start trying to have a family. I was very excited. Or the day we found out we would be parents of a child with a disabilty. Or those days when our precious little children came into the world. March 13, 1993 was just the beginning of what has been and will, I'm sure, continue to be a journey filled with many ups and downs. That day back in 1993 was just one event in our lives that have been filled with many events.
On my wedding day when I took those vows, I really had no idea what I was getting into. And, for the first few years I could have easily said, "I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS!" And, in fact, I did several times. But, I'm glad we both hung in there. I'm glad that I've got to share all of these events with Rob, even the hard ones. We are building a history and looking forward to our future!