Nineteen years ago today, I was getting ready to take wedding vows with Gregg. He was 35 years old.I was 30 years old. It’s not my first marriage, but I intend it to be my last. Nineteen years ago, we gathered with our families and close friends in a country church, just a few miles from here. The church dates to the early 1900s, and has been one of my favorites all of my life. You pass it on the way to our family’s property on Bainbridge Island, and it has always been a wonderful landmark, to me, that I was approaching the place I loved best in the world.Gregg’s family.My family.A light moment during the ceremony. That moment of joyful recognition, when you look at each other and think, “We did it! We’re husband and wife!”
Thank you for 19 years of best-friendship and happiness, for being a wonderful partner, love and father. Thank you for being a rock in the bad times and a fun, fabulous, easy-going companion in the good times.