John Doe graduated from college in the a.m. and married his college sweetheart that evening, twenty-seven years ago today. I was twenty-five, she was twenty. After waiting a year for her to graduate, too, we headed off from her home in Miami, FL to law school in Winston-Salem, NC at Wake Forest University.
Upon graduation from Wake our decision where to move was between law firms in Flint, Michigan, somewhere in Florida and Richmond, Virginia. She hated Michigan, I was sick of Florida, so we decided upon half-way between, and have been here ever since. I don’t particularly like Richmond, but it has certain very good aspects to it.
She bore my two lovely children within three years of law school graduation. She home-schooled the children until they were 7th and 9th graders (she is a school teacher). They both turned out wonderfully. My son, the elder child, just graduated last week from Liberty University. He got married last summer at twenty-one. My daughter, twenty, is still living at home (thank God), working and going to college full-time on-line.
Life is great. I have the most tolerant wife in the world. She puts up with my drinking, my poker, my laziness and my four years long (so far) mid-life crisis. And she let’s me have a red convertible and a boat. What more could a guy ask for? Well, okay, she doesn’t enjoy cooking, but so what? I love to cook. Happy anniversary Mrs. Doe!
p.s. Too mushy? See the complaint department here.