Tenth Anniversary

Today. Ten years ago today. I was twenty years old. Still in college. Fresh-faced, round cheeked and happy.

I married the man of my dreams.

He was twenty-three. So much older and wiser. Six months out of college. Baby-faced and happy.

We married.

In our little Mennonite Church where we both grew up. Poor as church mice, barely a cent to our name. We married.

A little city house was purchased, and wall paper was peeled and scraped. Stairs were sanded down. Three whole rooms were ready when our day came.

The wedding was simple. Our little church wedding. I giggled through most of the ceremony.



Words were said, kisses given and received. Uniting us together. Til death do us part.

Ten years ago. Today.