29 years ago today, Houston and I told each other we'd like to grow old together. And we have!
We had a nice little wedding at the mansion on Sugarloaf Mountain
which we could see from the house that we had just bought in Barnesville.
We did have a traditional cake though and were very polite about feeding each other.
When Houston met me, I was a hippie with a hippie kid, a single mom and a free spirit.
We actually met because of frisbee. I had Houston's name and phone number because he was the president of the frisbee club at UVA in Charlottesville. I wanted to get together to throw some disc so gave him a call and we got together for an afternoon. Aramin and I were living over an hour away, in the Shenandoah Mountains with some hippie friends who were building a cabin in the woods. Houston and I threw for a couple hours, then I walked out of his life for 6 months. Since I couldn't find a job in the towns of Flint Hill, Little Washington (I had worked for two days at the Inn at Little Washington, but couldn't take Patrick's condescending attitude) and I really missed the frisbee action, we moved on down to Charlottesville. Ultimate frisbee was our life for those years while Houston was finishing up grad school, traveling up and down the east coast playing in tournaments.
Houston took a job as a post doc at National Bureau of Standards (NBS, which is now NIST) in Gaithersburg and we moved to Barnesville, where we've been ever since. Since Houston works at GW now, we've stuck around.
I was 24 when I met Houston and of course I didn't know that I would fall in love with him, bear him two more sons and make so many memories with this man.
But Aramin had someone to call Dad, I had someone to call 'Hon' and we started a life together...
that has included backpaking,
visiting my parents in South Dakota along the Missouri River,
peering out over the Alps,
skiing in Australia
kayaking in Alaska
accompanying him on his cross country bike trek with Garrett,
standing together on the southern most tip of New Zealand,
taking multiple trips cross country
being there for his first flight on a parasail,
and basically being there for each other for the miles and the smiles.
I picked a keeper, with his rugged good looks,
his fabulous wardrobe,
his 'Braveheart' period,
and just the way he looks at me (or is it the sun?!)
We've done so many reconstruction projects together, it's amazing we are STILL together!
(wow! who wears short shorts?!)
For many, many years, we hosted Halloween parties. Kids, don't try this at home!
We could clean up pretty well though. We used to attend the Scottish Ball in DC.
Is that really a mullet?
But best of all and what I love the most about him is that he is the best husband and dad and family man. The kid raising years went by in a blink of an eyelash and we have all those memories tucked away. All our boys are close by so we get together often. How lucky we are. And how lucky am I that I have my husband to grow old with. We've actually been together for 35 years, just took us a bit of time to see if it'd 'stick'. So, since he's in England and I'm in Maryland, I'll have to wish him happy anniversary from afar.
All's well that ends well. Here's to another 29 Houston. Loveya!