I often feel like I blinked and time passed by faster than the speed of light. Greg and I were married in 1986, and somewhere between walking down the aisle and 32 years later, it seems like yesterday and an eternity, at the same time. Our so-called "whirlwind romance" didn't seem strange to us; however, my daughter shakes her head and says, "You met in July, were engaged in October and married April 26, 1986; who does that?"
When I met Greg, he was the drummer in a local house band. He asked for my number (yes, we had land lines and phone books), and although I did give him the number, when he called the next day, and woke me up. “Hi, this is Greg, I met you last night?” I said, “Greg…who?” Yeah, so much for making a great first impression. He asked me to a movie and of course, I said, "does that include dinner?" To this day, he has never failed to write a note asking me to dinner AND a movie on our anniversary. I know, I know...sappy, sappy, but so very cool!
Believe it or not, Greg was the first guy I had met who appeared to actually listen to me. Now I know that he just isn't much of a talker, but I digress. What was different about this relationship? We laughed together, a lot! We had fun and truly enjoyed being around each other. He became best friend and I think we were both blind sighted when our friendship turned to romance. It is hard to explain and sounds so cliché, but we just belonged together. From the first time he said, “I love you”, things moved quickly. He surprised me with an engagement ring in October of 1986 and we were married April 26, 1986
Now, announcing I was marrying a “musician” wasn’t the happiest moment for my parents; yet they grew to love him too. Many of our friends did not have high expectations that our union would survive and many lost bets. (Sorry bout that). Yet, here we are, 32 years and two grown kids later. We’ve been through a lot; who hasn't? We have made a lot of mistakes, but then again, that’s life.
I can’t help but wonder what might have happened if we had moved to a bigger, more progressive city. We planned on moving “one day” but that “day” never arrived. Greg’s talent as a drummer has been so underutilized, and it is difficult, if not, impossible for a writer to make a decent living in this town, but we only have ourselves to blame. Although our creative dreams have not been realized, we persevere where there are opportunities. If given the chance, would I travel the same route? Probably not! But would I still marry Greg? Absolutely! Our greatest treasure is our two children. They are both grown now and I am so very proud of who they have become. My wish for my children is to be happy and continue to pursue their dreams, jump over the hurdles, embrace the challenges and always keep moving forward.
As for hubs and me, we keep on keeping on! We still laugh at the silliest things and we don’t really feel our age, at least while we’re sitting down. He is still my best friend and I looking forward to the next 32 years and beyond. Happy Anniversary Hubs, love you!