Fifteen years ago today was the brightest day I can ever remember (at least in Ijamsville, MD). Torture for a blue eyed, photosensitive boy like me. A boy was I, or at least a young man who knew absolutely nothing about life and the world.
In some ways it was yesterday, barely a register on the scales of time. But compared to the fluxy chaos of the world, it seems the very rock of stability. Hopefully not the best fifteen years of my life, but hopefully not too bad either.
In some ways, still hard to believe she said, “I do.” Man, what did we think we were getting into? Hah!
Happy Anniversary, Dear.