On our wedding day, I wrote my husband-to-be a letter, sharing what I had read in Philosophy class at 19. I wanted him to know how I wandered the world searching for my other half, until I found him. Now, five years later, I share the story to remind myself of why I said "I do", and encourage those searching, to keep searching.
Nearly 23 years ago, I eloped with the man of my dreams, tying the knot wearing jeans and a black turtleneck in a tiny attorney's office in Antigua, Guatemala. During our first 10 years of marriage, we never failed to celebrate our anniversary in a splashy manner -- befitting of a young couple very much in love.
What if your friends invited you to join them to celebrate their special anniversary in the mountains with a guest list spanning their life? You wouldn't know everyone, you would have to drive about four hours, you would have to clear the weekend and you'd need to book your hotel room. The invite promises hikes, bike rides, campfires, cocktails and dancing. Absolutely! COUNT US IN!