Dang, forgot to post about this last week.
Just had our 30th wedding anniversary. Yes, she is still with me and I hardly have to lock her in the basement to keep her from running away at all. We were actually married on Leap Day, Feb 29th, 1992. So this year wasn't our actual anniversary, that isn't for another 2 years, I think. It has been kind of fun being married on leap day. First, we never forget it. Get married on May 12th or some other random day, and unless it is connected to something important to you, then good luck not becoming the cliche. But leap day is hard to forget. Second, most years as long as you are close to the date it doesn't matter when you celebrate, and that has worked well, especially with a career that has required lots of OT and lots of travel over the years. And third, it is an excuse every 4 years to do something special when the actual day rolls around.
Strange to think back on 30 years. It doesn't feel like it has been that long, and it also feels like I have known no other life than this. We have 4 kids, all out on their own, to varying degrees of success, and one beautiful grand-daughter, soon to be 8 years old. Empty-nesters at 50 years old. Feels weird. Kind of wish we had had 2-3 more years together way back before having kids, rather than now when we are getting old and broken down. But it is nice we can still go do fun things. Been through a lot in that time frame including living internationally and a cancer diagnosis and treatment. Wild how everything just kind of piled up without you realizing it.
I consider myself a very lucky guy. I really married up, she elevates me as a human being, and that is the best thing anyone can do for anyone else, imho.
Just wanted to get that out there as a minor counterpoint to all the negative stuff going on, at least for me, a nice reverse pet peeve, kind of. Anyway, seemed like the best place to post this.