The culmination of 6 months of anticipation, that day has led to 19 years of joy.
Sara has not been the perfect wife. She dropped a cake once, and I think she burnt a roast. But hey, I bet your spouse has made at least two mistakes.
And to say that I haven't been the perfect husband is like claiming water is wet. I won't bother to mention my sins; they're more dastardly than dirty cake and charcoaled meat.
It's been quite a ride since August 17, 1991, a wonderful, joy-filled, emotional, exciting, and sometimes pleasantly calm and comforting, ride. Today I delight in the wife of my youth, a treasure, a gift from the Lord.