Lovin' the silver!

I have a picture of May 27, 1986. Unfortunately it resides in my head. It is of a boy, leaning on a Toyota Celica in the twilight of a late spring evening. The meeting was by chance, but the effect was life long. It was the night I met Sean for the first time. I was supposed to be somewhere else that night, with someone else, but fate stepped in and the rest is how they say "history."

We spent several of those early years celebrating May 27th as our anniversary. Which is kind of funny because it was the anniversary of the day we met, not of when we officially became a couple. Or, maybe it actually was because now as I think back to it, there wasn't a day after that where we weren't together. After we got married we had a new anniversary and the May 27th date went by the wayside.

Until last Friday when I wrote it on the board of my classroom, just like I write the date every day of the school year. May 27, 2011. Something jogged my memory. May 27, 2011. What is it about that day? MAY 27, Oh yes, that's the day I met my Sean. May 27, 1986, wait a minute, May 27, 2011....25 years apart. Whoa Nellie. 25 years???

I have no idea how 25 years could have possibly passed since that day. I can remember it in my minds eye like it was yesterday. Sure we both have less hair and more body. We have more money but less free time. We both have less family than we did back then. We've been through marriage, college, death, births, dogs, cats, rentals and homes. The cars have changed, the music has changed, the tastes and hobbies have changed. Family has moved away and returned. But what has stayed strong? We have.

Sure there have been ups and downs and in between. But through it all, it has always been us. For 25 years. I've been with this man for more of my life than I haven't. We have grown up together. Who else can say that? Especially when the initial meeting took place between two teenagers, who just happen to be in the wrong place at the very right time.