How It Started, How It's Going

40 years ago I did a thing, and its mostly turned out pretty great, so I cannot let the day pass without comment. 

41 years ago.

An obviously excited 21 year old weirdo (R) moving in to their first apartment together with this glamorous beauty (L)

Glamorous beauty (L) has said some words and is looking calm. Weirdo (R) is looking confused. He thinks he did it right, but still isn't sure.
This will continue to be the pattern for the relationship.

Looking fancy for a Cadet Christmas Mess Dinner. The Glamorous Beauty (R) has always been very supportive of my nonsense. I'm sure a dinner at the Legion with a bunch of teenagers wasn't high on agenda.

A great picture taken by daughter no. 2 while at a niece's wedding and enjoying the opportunity to put our Glad Rags on.

Honestly, I'm surprised that I haven't made a mess of everything by now. Sometimes we got through just by sheer bloody mindedness. Other times with a lot of talk over tea and snacks. But every day you've got to remember why, so every day you make the effort and try.

But she's the Light of my Darkness, the Gromet to my Wallace, the Tea in my otherwise empty mug. She's been in my life twice as long than I lived without her.

And she's made everything better.