And they said it wouldn't last.
We've had some amazing adventures in our 30 years together (32 1/2 if you count the living in sin). We've seen the Aurora Borealis explode into the Swedish night and the sun as it rises and peeks through the skies of a Norwegian fjord. We've zip lined through the Costa Rican jungle and rode a broken down school bus over dirt "roads" in Denali. We survived an earthquake at the World Series and the longest day of our lives waiting for Brian to come out of brain surgery. We've lounged on beaches from Monte Carlo to Montego Bay, tromped through tulips in Holland and Aztec ruins in Cozumel, had gourmet meals in Paris and frog legs in Myrtle Beach, drunk bourbon in Kentucky and wine in Napa, made pilgrimage to the Reeperbonn in Hamburg and Madame Marie's in Asbury Park.
And so many others.
This surgery and the recovery I'm currently in is for the sole purpose of being able to keep on having adventures like these. Having them with the love of my life, Betsey.
Here's to 40 more.
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