Twenty Years

Twenty years ago this week my wife and I went on our first date. She was a cute little 15 year old with parental issues, I was a 17 year old who thought he knew everything. Now, two decades later she's just as cute and I don't know half the stuff I thought I knew then. I do know that she has made my life complete. That night we went to the movies and saw "Misery". She had second thoughts when I laughed at some parts. Telling her mother that if she was still dating me after 2 weeks that she should be committed. Well, she has been committed. She is the jelly to my peanut butter. She makes a boring ol' sandwich sweet. She's my Jerry Lewis when I'm Dean Martin. Because a drunk Italian singing songs just isn't that funny and she makes me funnier than I really am. She's the index finger to my thumb, both are very individual and do different things. But when put together they make everything OK. About 7 years after that first date we were married. She always says that "for better or worse" means something to her and that means alot to me. Remember Prince said "Life, that means forever and that's a mighty long time" and more often than not I can make "life" seem more like a sentence than a happy journey. We have both changed in twenty years time, just like everyone. We have our share of flaws and I probably have enough for the both of us. But I love her more everyday and despite my bad choices and decisions, she still loves me too and that makes her stronger than anyone I know. "What a long strange trip it's been" Here's to 20 years, some good and some bad, but all of them worth it to be with you.