Today, Julie and I celebrate our 26th wedding anniversary.
I posted my reflections on our 25th here.
Twenty-six obviously doesn’t have the same ring of nostalgia and accomplishment behind it as does twenty-five. It’s not named after a precious gem and we won’t be taking the trip of a lifetime.
But . . . I won’t take part in any Wednesday night church activities, either.
We’ll instead enjoy a nice dinner together, full of thanks for the life we’ve been able to carve out together.