Sweet 16

We celebrated our 16th anniversary this weekend. My little peas wanted soooo badly for us to stay upstairs while they made a surprise. I was a bit of a spoilt sport. I don't want to stay in bed, I explained. I want coffee. You peas, you don't get up as early as I do. Surely, I begged, I can get up to get some coffee. Plus, I hadn't been to the gym in a week. And one of these days, it will be warm enough to wear shorts. So yes, the gym is a must. So, they complied and let me get on my merry way in the morning.

But they were not discouraged from their plan. And when I returned home from the gym, this is what I found:

It was such a loving, sweet surprise! And the poached eggs ~ perfectly cooked! My SP and I certainly enjoyed our anniversary.

We spent that evening at the wedding of a childhood friend. It was a beautiful wedding on the lawn of an old mansion in Denver. The father of the bride walked her down the aisle and then did the bravest thing I think I've ever seen. He turned around and performed the ceremony. With dry eyes and not a crack to his voice. What a beautiful moment.

A wedding is a lovely place to be on your anniversary. To remember the promise of our own day and how we wondered what the future held. We know it was exactly where we were supposed to be. How? The bride carried a bouquet of white roses and.....sweetpeas.