Clay and I celebrated 20 years of wedded bliss on August 15th. That’s what I wrote on the calendar, “20 Years of Wedded Bliss”.
Clay tossed his phone to our daughter as we headed out the door and told her to take some photos of us. It is EXTREMELY difficult for us to take a serious photo. But, I think most of you already know that.
Twenty years is quite a while to be married to a person. The other day I said to Clay, “Hey, I’m the age my mom was when you met her.” And he sat in silence just staring at me. It was one of those WHOA! moments.
Twenty years is probably long enough to decide if you really like a person. I’ve decided I really like Clay. He’s decided to tolerate me liking him.
Hopefully that should get us through another twenty years or so.