20 Year Anniversary

 The hands tell the story maybe better than we ever could…

20 years of…

…holding each other

…jostling babies

…packing and unpacking boxes

…fixing cars and houses and bikes and toys

…budgeting and growing

…gripping the sides of hospital beds

…folding in prayer

…letting go of what wasn’t ours to keep forever

…maturing and aging

…raising arrows to release to adulthood

…loving

The hands are older now. They are callused and freckled and a little wrinkly in places. The world would say wiser…and, while we cannot confirm that, we can definitely say “experienced.” These hands have experienced loss, fear, pain…and so much more joy than we deserve. These hands have clasped together in funerals and hospitals and hard places…and cheered together at ball games and concerts and joyful events.

What a ride.

Cheers to the next 20, Mr. Beeler, and however many more the Lord blesses us with.

2025

2005

A few weeks before our anniversary we took our rings to the jeweler. Mike had worn through his band and it need fixed. My ring needed sized (IYKYK). The afternoon of our anniversary we went to pick those up. We also chose an anniversary ring for me and upgraded Mike's smoking and grilling capabilities (a win for us all).

Thanks to Jess for keeping our crew that afternoon so we could get a moment together.