...ah. Good huh? Chicago is such a pretty metropolis. Friendly too. The perfect blend of big city sophistication and Midwest charm. Kinda like me huh? No? Okay, okay but a girl can dream right?
Oh, and I want to remind you all about my August 19th post. If you have yet to grab the award for yourself, please do! I wanted you all to know how special I think each one of you is. Without you dropping by, I would just be sitting here mumbling to myself and none of us wants to see that now do we?
We had a fine time in the Windy City. Great food, beautiful, comfy lodgings and so much to see and do. It was my 5th trip to Chicago and I have yet to be disappointed. I thought about our friends Sheila and Jim and their families near by. We would love to see you all on our next visit. This was such a quick trip and we kept it quiet and *just for us* this time. I hope that made sense. It isn't everyday that we celebrate a 30th anything right?
And I had no idea our blog friend Latharia was so close by!
I wanted to wish you all a sweet weekend. Stay well, be good to yourselves and remember how special I think each one of you really is.
Thank you all for your sweet anniversary wishes. They meant so much to me and to Bill. Some of the emails were extra dear as well. I was asked if I had any suggestions to offer a newlywed couple. Oh wow. I am the last person that should be doing that!
We did not arrive at our 30th without a few battles and well healed scars. I adore him. Love him with every ounce of what little strength I have anymore. But we are very different in many ways and those differences often rise up when we least expect it. Still, I respect him and he respects me. As one of my blog friends wisely said, "Love is a choice". Yes, a wonderful, glorious choice. It is not something to be taken lightly and is often a choice we must make over and over again throughout the years. There are days that I could smack him silly and days I am sure he could do the same to me. Moments of downright aggravation and dismay at something he has done or said. (I think we ALL remember the German incident, as we now lovingly refer to it!)
Not that we would ever actually *DO* that! But it is the feeling, that moment when I have had it up to my ears with whatever he is doing to aggravate me at that moment...yet there is no one else in the world with whom I wish to spend my life. I am at peace with him. And, just so I can sound exactly like a syrupy sweet romantic comedy (That I do so adore!), he completes me. Yeah, I know, I know but it is true. I got lucky. And, even when I want to scream and throw a dish or two (Egad! How could anyone actually throw a pretty dish! Ack! Sacrilege!), I choose to remember how lucky I truly am.It remains so much fun to share a city like Chicago with him....but he still can't read a map. Nope.
Love and Hugs,