17 years ago today, I got married.
I was 24 years old, the Husband 25. We’d been together for three and a half years and living together for around eighteen months.
We got married at Coombe Abbey, somewhere that I keep meaning to take the kids to show them. It’s set in beautiful grounds so they would love to explore. I wanted to get married somewhere with some history, and it certainly has that.
We got married late in the day on a Friday, a little after 4pm. We had a very small service, just close family attending so we only had 9 guests. That’s a pretty small wedding, isn’t it?! It was so relaxed and enjoyable and everyone stayed over in the hotel so we all breakfasted together. It was a lovely start to married life. We went on our honeymoon the following day, to Cyprus.
It’s been a good 17 years. It’s been a freakishly fast 17 years!
We have lived in two different homes (though only about one mile apart!), we have had about a dozen different cars and we have had a variety of pets ranging from a dog to crabs. We have had extensions, garden redesigns, bereavements, redundancy, career changes, children, a degree. We have been to Venice, LA, Paris, New York, Barcelona, Amsterdam, Las Vegas, San Diego and more. We have explored the UK with the kids, and then taken them to Disney World.
When I think back over our marriage, the thing that strikes me the most is that the fun hasn’t waned. We still laugh together all of the time and we have probably only had as many arguments as I have fingers. Which is amazing as I have a temper and a tendency to say everything that I am thinking! But then the Husband is the opposite, we are like chalk and cheese in our temperaments but so very similar in our outlook on life; our priorities, our sense of humour and all of the things that we enjoy. It just works. I married the right person so it just works.
Back before the kids, anniversaries would always involve weekends away and plenty of treats. It’s not quite the same nowadays! But today we do both have the day off so we’re off to the cinema and we’ll no doubt grab some food before the afternoon school run. Tomorrow we are actually going away, with the kids, and we are all really looking forward to it (Little Man’s just fixating on the hotel breakfast!).
It’s been a good 17 years, here’s to the next 17 and more.
Happy Anniversary, Mr Reading!