Twenty-five years ago, two “kids” held hands, said, “I will,” and exchanged rings.

Time moved a lot slower then, and 25 years seemed like a long time away. As it turns out, 25 years went by in the blink of an eye and the future we saw then is here now.

It has been a pretty good 25 years, or “18 of the best years of our lives” if you ask Andy. Happy 25th anniversary to my husband.

I know that it certainly has not always been easy, but it has always been us. Thanks for all the days, but especially for the days when it took everything we had to tough it out. If we teach the kids nothing else, I hope it is that you can work through the days when the future looks bleak. I love you, Andy! “What a Wonderful World” we built.