2 decades & counting.
Almost a quarter of a century.
A lifetime of Us.
Did I know all those years ago that this marriage would work? No.
Am I surprised it works so well? You bet.
Am I happy I took the leap of faith and followed my heart? Damn right!
As with anything in life, there are no guarantees and it requires courage and a firm belief that things will work out the way it should.
Marriage is hard work, but when you get it right, there is nothing better.
So here's to us: To me and my Shah!
We kept it simple today, heading to the place we both loved. We stood in the ocean in the warm embrace of the Mother City with the waves crashing over us. A light breeze played through our hair and over our tanned skin warmed by the early morning sunshine.
He reached out his hand to me, beckoning me closer:
"Come here, I got you!" he said, as the wave threatened to knock me over, the tide now coming in fast. I reached for his hand, it was firm and strong, like an anchor in stormy seas, rooting me firmly in place by his side. I giggled like a schoolgirl, there's no other place I'd rather be, no other person I'd want with me in turbulent waters.
The soft sand felt like silk beneath my feet, " Let me go!" I said, longing to tumble in the waves. He let my hand slip out of his and the wave took me away. I tasted salt water as I came up for air! I squinted, saw him laughing at me in the distance, the sun behind his back making him shine. With a strong stroke I made my way against the current to where he was. We bobbed on the ocean, rocking like babies, the waters calm further in.
"Happy Anniversary, baby!" he said.
I kissed him with lips cold and wet and tasting of salt.
"I got lucky," I whisper to the ocean, the waves, the wind...and my message was carried away to the universe on a gentle breeze.