I was 25 and knew nothing of the pain down the road.
I knew only bliss and joy.
Hope and contentment.
I knew rich love and much grace.
On a beautiful fall day I said, “I do”, before family and friends.
I pledged my love through sickness and health until, “death do us part”.
I walked down a make shift aisle in the field of my farmer’s family.
I gazed at the foliage and family and friends surrounding us. . . but I barely saw them.
Instead I saw a future and a hope with the man standing before me.
It’s been 24 years since that beautiful day.
I’d do it again.
Even knowing what we would face.
I love my farmer more today than on that gorgeous day 24 years ago.
He makes me swoon.
Our wedding venue is filled with cows, calves and manure.
Our livelihood.
It’s been a challenging walk.
Ecclesiastes 4:12
Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.
I’m grateful God chose my farmer to walk this road with me.
He puts up with a lot!
We’re on a great adventure.
Together we’ll serve, pray and grow.
Looking forward to what God has in store.
This song has been a constant through all these years.
It was sung at our wedding, we’ve danced in the dark awaiting a new life, we’ve listened as we’ve cried over deep,
deep loss, we’ve danced in front of our kids; grossing them out, and we’ve sat in the quiet and just listened; being grateful.
Happy Anniversary to my farmer.
http://https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YVxMIn8gLqo
There’s that gorgeous mane of hair again that I was always so jealous of. Your wedding looks storybook perfect. It was heartbreaking not to be there with you. Happy Anniversary, you two. Love you both.