Today, April 28, is my 18th wedding anniversary. I can’t believe that I’ve been married for 18 years! But alas it is true and I’m thankful for the 18 years we’ve had. I hope we can have another 18 years…well, not just 18 years, actually more than 18 more because in 18 years I’ll be 61 years old…so maybe even 18 twice…which will be 36 more years and that would make me 77. I think.
But you get the idea.
What a lot of folks don’t know is that BJ and I dated for 7 years–YES, SEVEN–before we were married. Y’see, she put the pressure on me early on and said she wanted a creative proposal. Great. Not only am I nervous just to propose, but it has to be “creative,” too.
So, I came up with the idea to propose to her in my first ever published work. I’d been working toward that goal for several years and believed it to be soon.
Welllll, I wrote a comic book that was supposed to come out in 1988, around the time I graduated from USM. Let me interupt here to tell you something neat I learned this week about the blog. I can put a “link” to pictures and websites in my blog…when you put your mouse on top of the link–DON’T CLICK–a little pop-up images appears with a small picture of the image or link. Try it. Roll your mouse over “1988” above.
Anyway, that book didn’t come out until 1 year later, in 1989. Talk about me having to hold my tongue for forever! In the back of the book, each of the creative team (Me, Mitch Byrd and Steven Butler) wrote a little thank you. BJ had proofed mine several times before sending it out. She knew what it said. She didn’t know that I had added my proposal at the end. When the book came out, I stood around watching her read…She wasn’t going to read it right then because “I’ve read it before.” Well, I had to force her to read it!
She said “yes,” but you knew that one.
So, on April 28, 1990, BJ and I were married in Pinelake Baptist Church, (the old one, out on Spillway Rd–actually, the new sanctuary at the old location) the church I grew up attending. A reception followed in the building behind it.
Since then, we’ve moved all around, but I’ve covered that elsewhere. We attended BJ’s 10 year high school reunion and my 20 year high school reunion–both the only ones our classes have held. At both reunions, several of our classmates had already been divorced and remarried, some more than once. Marriages these days, it seems, is more a matter of convenience.
I’m fortunate to have been married for 18 years. I know my wife reads this because she points out all my mistakes. I can say this for sure, marrying her was not a mistake!
Happy Anniversary, BJ. I love you very much!