It’s hard for me to comprehend how long 25 years is.
After all, it’s roughly the amount of time that I’ve been alive. The only people I can claim to really have known that long are my parents and immediate family… With the first non-relative that I still consider to be a best friend being Richard coming in at 17 years. Relationships take work to maintain that long…
So yesterday, I found myself celebrating 25 years of marriage with Mike and Jill Radabaugh (Amber’s parents). It was quite a day. It started by going to church at the church where they were married. Followed by a photo shoot (I wouldn’t be surprised if more photos were taken yesterday than on their actual wedding day) with the family. We then went to lunch where they had their wedding reception (and I ate WAY to many eggs, it was all you can eat…) From there, we spent the rest of the day playing Clue, watching the Indy 500, and testing out their new Blueray player.
It’s quite impressive to see a marriage that has gone that long. I know how much work it must have taken (ok, probably not, but I’m guessing it was the amount of work it took Amber and me the last year, times 25). I can only imagine what Amber and I will be like in 25 years when we get to that same point.