Karen and I enjoyed the garden at the Greenbriar Inn Thursday night to celebrate thirty-two years. Our conversation was less nostalgic, and instead focused on our daughter’s upcoming wedding. Nothing against my childhood, it was fine, but life for me didn’t start until I married Karen. I imagine Brittany Noel might feel the same about her life thirty-two years from now. There’s nothing quite like growing a family.
It’s common to hear people say marriage takes work. It has its ups and downs. All those cliches. I don’t know. Maybe I’ve been blessed. Life has hardships for sure, but marriage, fatherhood, life over the past three decades has been a dream for me. I would change nothing and repeat everything – given the chance.
Okay, maybe I would pick a cooler month to get married. But then Brittany Noel isn’t getting married deep in Texas like Karen and I did. Her nuptials will be high in the mountains. I wish her and Eric all the love Karen and I have experienced.