Half of my life

I was just thinking this week about my anniversary (May 26), and it dawned on me that this anniversary is special for a cool reason. Chuck and I will have been married 21 years, which is exactly half our lives! We actually started dating at 18, so we've been in love for longer, but wow! A: I can't believe I'm 42, and B: I can't believe we're celebrating 21 years! The really great thing about it is that I'd do it all again in a heartbeat. We've had our hard years, for sure. Five years of surgery residency, which consisted regularly of 120 hour work weeks, twins born the second year of that residency, and before that, six months in Kuwait for Desert Storm. Chuck did his training through the Army. The girls were known as "Desert Storm babies" because they were born within a year of his return from D.S. Believe me, we weren't the only ones expecting!

I just don't ever regret my choice to love Chuck and marry him. He's so much fun, and romantic, and a great dad, and a godly man, and, and, and....God was good to put us together, and also good to help keep us together. Surgery residents have an ungodly divorce rate; something like 75% - 90%! It's not an easy life in any way, but we have always been committed to each other, and therefore never entertained any other thoughts.

It's been a great life together, sweetheart!