Twenty-four years.  Two kids. One mortgage. Two car notes. Plenty of credit card debt.  Three dogs.  Lots of downs, but way more ups.  Plenty of fights.  Lots of making up.  A lot of “I’m sorry” and a lot of “it’s okay, let’s forget about it.”  Tears. Smiles. And a lot of laughs.

Twenty-four years.

Happy Anniversary.

Don’t marry someone you can live with.  Marry someone you can’t live without.”