As I wrote in March, our wedding anniversary was March 28. Guess who forgot? Yes, none other than my husband, Richard.
Before we were married and over the years, he and I have joked about our “marital contract” – the one written on the back of our marriage certificate, artfully negotiated the night before our wedding. The contract joke always came in handy, like when Richard stands in my way while I’m cooking, or when he forgets to turn off his closet light and close the door, or when he’s late to pick me up at the airport. On those not so rare occasions, I would threaten to review the contract to make substantial and punitive changes. Of course, he’s never had the opportunity to review those provisions that affect the wife’s parts of the contract, because I’m perfect in every way!
Happy 15th Anniversary to my wonderful husband, Richard! Wow! On this date in 1998, Richard and I were married at my parents home in New Chicago, Indiana. I couldn’t imagine being married anywhere else, and my mother made our wedding such a special event. She decorated the far end of her living room to look like a wedding chapel. The minister who married us was a friend of my dad’s from the U.S. Steel Mill in Gary. And my Grandma Szewczyk, who was 97 years old, was able to join, along with my sister, Carol who traveled from Pennsylvania, and my daughter, Jessica. Jessica sang Mom made us all a special lunch. She even went to the trouble of making Swedish meatballs – Richard is part Norwegian from a group who settled in North Dakota. We ordered an “atomic cake” from a small family owned bakery in Lake Station – it was yellow cake layered with fruit and whipped cream – it was a special cake our family ordered for special occasions.
Happy Anniversary, to my sweetheart. I love you so much!
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