Twenty years ago, I was just a girl and he was a boy and we got married, because God had taken three years to lead us together.
Today, twenty years later, God still leads us together, a little more each day.
I know him better and I love him more. I "get" him better and I love him more. I love him deeper and more passionately and with a clearer understanding of what love really is. I am convinced that even the worst thing in the world is vastly better if I am with him than the best of things by myself; and I would choose go with him to hell and back as long as we are together.
He gets me. He loves me. He knows me better than any other human being and he still loves me.
It's amazing. It's miraculous. It's a priceless treasure.
We are blessed.