Today marks the thirty-second anniversary of marriage to my wife, Diane. It’s been a remarkable journey.
We married at twenty one. We met the previous year, both Juniors in college. Like an improbable movie script we noticed each other on Halloween, started dating a week later, and by Valentine’s Day we were engaged. There were never any doubts between us that we should be together, that we should be married. There never have been.
I’m not saying that life has always been easy, but I don’t think it’s been particularly hard, primarily because we’ve been together. We’ve made leaps together. After graduate school and with a fresh degree in playwrighting (and some success), we headed out for her home of Columbus, Ohio, and made it our home. At one point I quit my well-paying job in corporate life and started my own company, eventually going back to working for others, and then, pretty much on this day four years ago, said goodbye permanently to corporate life (or so it seems at this point).
Our daughters are grown and out of the house. They’re both frighteningly intelligent women, one a musician, one an artist. I’m astounded at what they’re doing with their lives and look forward to sharing in their adventure.
Diane and I have have the house to ourselves. It’s not an empty nest. It’s our home. We love it here and treasure our time together. There is very little bitter that goes with all of this sweetness.
Here’s my wish for you as we celebrate our anniversary: I hope that you can find some measure of the happiness like that we’ve experienced in our years together. Slainte.
The 32—An Anniversary Reminiscence by Randy Murray, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.
{ 3 comments… read them below or add one }
I wrote about how my met my wife and our journey leading up to our marriage over 17 years ago. My wife read it and loved it. My kids read it and remember it. But … outside of close friends and family I’ve never shared it publicly. Should I?
That’s up to you and your wife. I tell stories. That’s what I do.
Congratulations Randy and Diane! And thank you Randy for sharing your story.