Today marks 20 years of marriage for G and I. For the first time in that 20 years, I feel like we are really living the life we dreamed about way back then. It feels a little weird to say that so close to when we moved, to when we left family and friends behind, but that seems to be exactly what made that feeling possible.
During the last 20 years, we have brought two beautiful daughters into the world, lived in 4 different states, and owned 3 different houses. We have fought over many different things, including money, renovations, family, and how to raise our children. We have been completely happy, and we have been completely miserable. We have held onto each other through two of the worst experiences I can imagine, but most importantly, we have loved.
In honor of our anniversary, G and I explored our new location. We drove out to a beautiful park surrounded by trees and water. After spending the last ten years in a place with few trees and virtually no lakes, being surrounded by them took us back to the beginning of our relationship. After that, we also explored a small town (tourist trap)that reminded us of where we met. It was a very enjoyable trip down memory lane for both of us.
Of course, since we are once again in the middle of a home renovation, we still had work to do when we got back home. Since we actually have the house completely to ourselves until tomorrow morning, we decided that this would be a good time to paint the almost finished bathroom in The Suite(J & D’s space). After that, G wanted to fix some siding and then power wash it as well.
As one of G’s cousins said recently, most of our marriage has revolved around renovations, so I should expect it. Maybe by our 25th anniversary, we’ll be able to go on a trip and not have to thing about projects on the house anymore, except if G is like my grandfather, then we’ll have to time it around planting and harvesting time. All I know is that I am looking forward to seeing what comes next still, to how this new journey together plays out.