Twenty and counting

Our first date years ago was a hospital Christmas party where one of the nuns said "Donna, so nice to finally meet your better half"  Embarrassing, but we got married anyway.

Our second date was Christmas shopping for our children. He had two barely potty trained pre-schoolers. I had two angst ridden pre-teens. No romantic dinner, no dancing under the moonlight but we got married anyway.

Our third date was supper at my house where his two year old threw up spaghetti and red sauce all over my living room. Messy, but we got married anyway.

His first wife had sadly died of a brain tumor leaving him with two tiny boys.
I had been around the block more than once determined I could never trust another man ever again.

But we got married anyway. Two kids became Four. A farm was started with one cow. Nursing career grew bigger and bigger. Children raised and moved out. Grandchildren arrived. Nursing career kissed goodbye. Farming continued.

Still, The very best decision of my life. Happy Twentieth Anniversary to us!