June 13, 1998.

What a beautiful day.



June 12, 1998, was rainy and overcast. June 14, 1998, was too.



But June 13, 1998, held beautiful blue skies, warm sunshine, virtually no wind. The perfect day.



It was as if God looked down on us and blessed not only our marriage, but the day we chose to start it. (Not that we need sunshine and a perfect day to be blessed by God.)

Every part of the day was perfect. One of those "enshrined in gold" days.

Thank you to God for blessing us with not only the perfect day, but also each other and our marriage... not our wedding... our marriage. Thank you to our parents for preparing us for that day and for providing us with that day. Thank you to our wedding party for standing up for us that day and at many other important moments in our life -- both prior to the wedding, as well as after the wedding. Thank you to our guests for sharing our day with us and making it so very special. Thank you to the friends we've met after June 13, 1998; you've blessed us in so many ways, and the chapters in our book of life continue to reflect that.

Here's to many more wonderful years!