Yesterday Rik and I celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary. We've had many ups and downs over our two decades (decades!) together. We both agree that we have a strong marriage.
I woke up to this glorious bouquet of exactly 20 red roses from Rik. We ate a lovely dinner of fresh, first-of-the-season halibut with rice and Indian-style lentils, roasted green beans and naan. I had bought a split of French champagne and individual desserts (lemon bar for Rik and tiramisu for me). We went to sleep early (new chemo, working hard, etc.).
I'm not feeling overly philosophical now, so let's just say that I married the perfect husband -- for me.