Nineteen years ago, I was swept off my feet and began an amazing journey. Fourteen years ago today I was fortunate enough to marry that man who continues to sweep me off of my feet daily.
"The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched."
Henry David Thoreau~Walden
To my little bit of star dust, happy Anniversary, old fool.