And Then Just Like That It Was Twenty Five….

Twenty Five Years! Being married……to the same man….. It is hard to add to my blog from last year but I have to say, the past year has been filled with so many wonderful fun moments. One thing about having adult children is that even if they come back home…you can leave and leave we did. .

We have rediscovered our love of all things outside and enjoyed spending time with each other. We camped and hiked and enjoyed the beach. We went to concerts and danced and enjoyed our friends and family. There is life outside of diapers, ball games and ballet! So that said, “Here is to the next Twenty Five and all the great adventure that is called life.” AND I can’t wait until our Anniversary Cruise!!!!
I love you big yahmo! AND here is a reprise of last years blog.

David the night I met him.

It was 1980. I met him at a wedding rehearsal….I was running late…. I was wearing brown corduroy pants, a tan corduroy blazer and cowboy boots… He was the Best Man and I was the Maid of Honor. He caught my eye… I caught his… We went out after the rehearsal and back to his apartment. He played The Innocent Age by Dan Fogleburg. We talked……..both having recently left “relationships”.
So began, the friendship, courtship, engagement and eventually marriage between David Allison Adams and Sandra Lynn McEver.
A deep thinker, a ladies man, an athelete, funny, an outdoors man, a music lover, romantic, indifferent, a bit wild, he eventually proposed to me………

I accepted.

We married January 11th, 1986 on a beautiful sunny winter day and began our marriage skiing in Lake Tahoe and spending a week in San Francisco. A year later built a house, a year after that had a beautiful baby boy, followed two years later by a beautiful baby girl….

24 years have passed. TWENTY FOUR YEARS!! Years of blessings, laughter, tears, joys, trials, sadness, loss, good times, bad times, of little and of much. Years of so many memories and adventures with this man. A man with deep faith and acknowledged flaws. A man who was the best father anyone could ask for. A man who has not only tolerated all of my ideas, plans and projects but has never failed to support the same. A man who worked hard and provided so I could stay home with our children, and pitched in when back to work I went, who loved and respected my parents, who has been my partner. A man who makes me laugh, who has held me when I cried. Such a good man, a man I respect.

Twenty four years. 8,760 days…Of breakfast, illness, hilarity, travels, sick kids, wild kids, funerals, weddings, grocery stores, automobile disasters, homeowner disasters, vacations, school events, traffic, arguments, surprises, challenges, meals and everything in between. All the little moments of life.

We are not rich and we are certainly not famous.You won’t read about us in the paper. We aren’t world travelers or corporate executives. We are two people who are fortunate to have made a commitment of “for better or for worse” and took it to heart. We have a good life. We are happy with simple things and time together. We have a beautiful family and wonderful friends.
Happy 24th AnniversaryAs we hiked today at our beloved Red Top Mountain, we talked about our 50th Anniversary….I liked that.
So to my Big Yahmo, Happy Anniversary, I Love You, I would do it all again in a heartbeat. Thanks for choosing me….


2 responses to “And Then Just Like That It Was Twenty Five….

  1. Sandy,
    Congrats to you and David on your 25th wedding anniversary! I graduated with David from Osborne and we worked together for a short while in a warehouse shipping motion picture films… It’s good to see that David too married over his head… Congrats again and May God Bless…

  2. Pingback: 26 Years and Still Getting Lost Together…… | The Not So Empty Nest…

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s