Yes, folks, it's my 25th anniversary today. Years ago, I managed to persuade forestcats that I might be worthy of her continuing attention, and she showed up in a vision of white. My heart still skips a beat when I recall walking through the door to sign the K'tubah, the religious marriage license that she'd calligraphed for our wedding, and seeing her standing under a light.
Life isn't perfect, but somehow, through all the rough spots, we've persevered. It seems like only minutes ago I was standing under the Chuppah, trying to hold the wineglass, hands shaking. I can't imagine life without her.