Twenty years ago …
posted at 7:54 am on February 19, 2014 by Ed Morrissey
It just doesn’t seem like twenty years since I married my beautiful bride, but the calendar does not lie. Marcia and I got married on February 19, 1994 in Huntington Beach, California, where we both lived at the time. The day turned out to be a singular moment of gorgeous sunshine in an otherwise dreary week, and the ceremony as beautiful as we’d hoped our lives together would become.
Here’s what we looked like twenty years ago:
And here’s what we looked like in November, when Marcia and I renewed our wedding vows at the church in Cana as we made our pilgrimage to the Holy Land. Our pastor, Fr. Charlie Lachowitzer, is a good friend and now serves as vicar general of the archdiocese:
She’s just as beautiful as the day we first were married. As for me, I’ve lost a couple of hairs along the way (and quite a few pounds, thankfully), but I’m still hanging in there.
Marriage is tough. It takes work, understanding, forgiveness, and maturity — which Marcia has in abundance, thankfully, to make up for my deficits. Seriously, though, what I have discovered along the way is that it takes a firm and committed heart. Not the romantic notions of heart, but the true sense of the conjunction of the will and the intellect, joined in love and with God at the center. Our marriage has been strongest at those times when we felt weakest and fell back on the strength we had in the Lord. After that happens a few times, the lesson starts to sink in, even through the thickest skull. You know … mine.
We have been through many crises, mainly but not exclusively health-related, and our future turned out quite differently than either of us would have guessed twenty years ago — wonderfully so, with our son, daughter-in-law, and two beautiful granddaughters. As Jim Croce once sang, I wouldn’t have done it any other way. And I wouldn’t have walked this path with anyone else.
Happy anniversary, sweetheart.