Twenty years ago today, I married Michelle. It was the best
decision I've ever made.
Michelle has stuck with me through some crazy times. We've
done it all: richer and poorer, sickness and health, joy and sorrow. Through it
all, I've struggled with weight issues. During our lives together, my weight has
ranged between a low of 197 to a high of 320. Never once has she said a word
about how I looked. She has expressed concern for my health and her frustration
towards my unwillingness to face it, but never once about my appearance.
Michelle’s love and acceptance of me has been unconditional, whether we had it
all or had nothing. Without Michelle’s unconditional love and support, I never
would be where I am today.
When I reached the place of decision, Michelle was there.
She went to the seminars with me. She read the research with me. When I
stressed about the cost and how we’d pay for it, she said just do it and we’d
figure it out. Michelle traveled with me and hers was the hand I held until the
moment I was rolled into surgery. When I woke after surgery, there were tears
in her eyes and a smile on her face. We were going to be OK.
That’s how our lives have been for twenty years; we. We have
walked every moment, step by step. Even when temporarily separated by time and travel, we've
been in sync, never out of communication. Michelle has been my constant companion and I wouldn't
change a moment; not one joy, pain or hurt. All our travels, with every high and
low are the road that brought us together and made us who we are.
Marriage is a journey, not a destination. It’s been a wild
and crazy trip. I excited for the next twenty years and beyond.
Happy Anniversary, Michelle. I love you.
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