January 2, 1978. Ft. Worth, Texas. After almost 3 years of dating. We got married. Neither of us was quite yet 21. But we were ready. I know so. Because this year we’re celebrating 40 years together as husband and wife. Our first date was July 2, 1975. We’ve been a couple ever since.
It was a long time ago. And far away. Kinda like Star Wars. 😉
Way more than a few miles under the hood. And she wouldn’t likely agree that we’re the best we’ve ever been, but I can make a solid case. And as usual, I’m betting we can learn some things together today as we wrangle with our past and consider this brand spanking new year.
Welcome to 2018.
Happy Friday. The final Friday of 2017. We’re saying goodbye to you. And to the foolishness you brought. Sure, you brought some wisdom with you, too. But we don’t ever say goodbye to wisdom. We accumulate it, pile it up and build higher wisdom on it.
There are some words that I jotted down as I thought about this year.
Part of saying goodbye is the willingness and ability to move on. To get past the past. That’s our theme on this special episode of free-form Friday. Enjoy.