It's hard to imagine that Naomi and I have now, as of today, been married for fifteen years. I remember our wedding like it was yesterday. Preparations were meticulous. Anticipation was palpable. Excitement was high. The rehearsals and reminders were all over. Now was time for the real deal. Everything went perfectly. The music was queued right on time. Everyone was in there places and the ceremony was exquisite. After vows had been exchanged and the Mendelssohn's "Wedding March" was played, we proceeded to the reception nearby. We danced and ate. My friend, Len, and I lip-synced an acoustic version of Bon Jovi's "Wanted Dead or Alive." It was celebrant and joyful.
After the reception, Naomi and I got our luggage from home and headed off on our honeymoon. I had prepared the trip in advance, but had kept the plans from her. The surprise had been maintained, and she was totally unaware even up to the point when we approached the Edmonton Ferry. A short ride across the Puget Sound and we began our week long honeymoon on the Olympic peninsula. It was a wonderful trip in which we were able to get acquainted with one another as a newly married couple. The time was filled with hiking on Hurricane Ridge, walking along the coastline and relaxing in the Hoh Rain Forest. Man, I did not want to come home.
15 years later, we still love to get out, away and alone. The motorcycle provides the means for us to go out and have fun. Tonight we'll jump on and ride to a restaurant, talking about each other, our lives and what God might be planning to do with us next. 15 years after the marvelous day in Kirkland, WA we are definitely in love, remaining interested in each other and attracted as ever. 15 years makes us feel like seasoned "veterans." I remember when we used meet couples who had been married for 11, 13 or 15 years. We we stare in awe at such longevity and commitment. In our current culture, such awe isn't completely misplaced. Nevertheless, we now see 15 years are "flying by." The next 15 should be a thrill too.