33 years

Wow, 33 years of marriage. We smile because, to be honest, if our children didn't remind us, or the ever faithful facebook, we may have forgotten. It is definitely not because it is not important to us, but just our lives together, not neccesarily the day :)

In fact on this our anniversay day, one is in Alberta and one in BC, one choking on smoke from local fires (actually it is the BC fires that are choking Alberta), and one home for an appointment that she can't keep due to a cough and cold!

Howard is at camp. He is doing what he does best - serving others. Actually it is kind of cool that he is working on a new location for a place that changed our lives.

It is where we met.

It is where Howard, as a little boy accepted Christ.

It is where we served together directing a bunch of teens when I wasn't much older than most of the campers!

It is where we celebrated our oldest's first birthday.

It is where our son found a spring job that would keep sending paychecks for his overtime hours so that he could serve at.............. camp.

It is where he met his wife.

It is where I went kicking and screaming to our first "heritage builder's camp" (I was NOT old enough), only to find a week of celebrating our Lord, our friends, and an awesome camp staff. Taxi!!!

It is where I learned that I loved working in a kitchen and where, for the first and only time, my sis in law was allowed to boss me:) I also learned that you could send chocolate pudding right to the ceiling and over the dish pit when mixed on high and teenage guys will eat pudding whereever it lands!!!

It is where I sat at a picnic table 35 years ago and listened to a dear saint who has now gone home say, "who will carry on after our generation is gone?".

It is where I see the faithfullness of God as now his great grandchildren form some of the faithful, fun staff of our little camp.

We are blessed with 33 years of marriage. We are even more blessed by the people who have come into our lives, the opportunites we have had to serve others and the friendships and family who grow each year.

What stands out from my memories of our wedding day, the only sunny day of the summer of '77, was something our dear friend and pastor, Wes said to us. "Remember, above all others I have chosen you."

This morning, blessed by modern technology (cell phones), we were able to wake up to each other's voices (actually I was just waking up, Howard had eaten and was on his way to work:)

We confirmed that we still felt that way - we had made a good choice.

It is indeed a happy anniversary.