28 years ago today with "nothing better to do" John and I drove over to Yuma, AZ and got married. When he told his shipmates what we had done the first comment was "What are you going to do when she gets older" and John's comment back was "Well, I guess I'll get older too" You see, I'm 12 years older than he is and I guess they thought as I turned into this doddering old lady he would stay young forever. Over the years we've had our ups and down, fights and makeups, laughter and tears. We've traveled from the Pacific Ocean to the Alantic and back as "Home was where the Navy sent us".
John's long since retired from the Navy and on a second career as a Merchant Seaman. We now make our home here amongst the towering pines of WA. We've been here 15 years, the longest we've spent in the same home and every once in awhile we get that wanderlust wanting to pick up and move. We never get to the let's just do it, the sun comes out after long rainy winters and we decide right here is where we want to be.
Happy Aniversary John, I'm looking forward to many more.
The day I heard this slow talking Southerner and picked him up off a bar stool.
For asking me to come to San Diego when his ship left Portland.
All the different places John's taken me over the years.
The many spur of the moment road trips we shared.
For having always made sure I had a roof over my head and enough to eat.
For his loving ways and being who he is, my dear husband