Monday, January 4, 2010
On the Eve of the Dawn of Our Twentieth Year
It mattered then that everything happened according to my planned shedule.
It mattered then that everyone followed my rules.
Today what matters is different. What matters is that I love and am loved. It's that simple. Would that I had known that then.
And HURRAY for Joe and I. I'm so glad we've had nineteen years, even though I can't believe it's been nineteen years. I have to keep saying it to make it feel real.
I still feel wonder that we belong to each other.
I still marvel that God made him for me.