Tuesday, September 29, 2009


How many kisses are there in twenty five years. Dates? Houses? Vacations? Therapy sessions? Wedding rings?

September 29, 2009 is our 25th anniversary (I know, I know - what? were you like twelve when you got married?) Close - 18 (Shawn) and 19 (Lisa, the cougar). I wasn't even pregnant. It's hard to see where 25 years have gone. I can look at Shana and see 18 of them. I can look at all the crossed out addresses in my old address book, I can look at all the degrees hanging on the walls and remember those years, those states, those anniversaries. But it's hard to add them all up. I still see 16 year old Shawn when I look at him, racing down the road in his covered in surfboard bumper stickers car, "Africa" playing on the radio.

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