Thirty Going on Thirty-two an Open Invitation to Our Wedding Anniversary

December 4, 2024 - Reading time: 4 minutes

I really can't believe it. Or perhaps, deep down, I can. Time has a way of weaving its gentle, unstoppable cadence into our lives, and here we are, faced once again with that special time of year—our wedding anniversary. This is more than just a date on the calendar for us; it's a tapestry of shared laughter, a symphony of love and resilience, a testament to the many years we've spent growing together. It's the story of us.

You may remember how, just two years ago, we celebrated our thirtieth wedding anniversary. I shared that with you, weaving our journey into words. But today, allow me to reflect further.

Thirty years marked not by grandeur or extravagance. No, those thirty years were honored with the simplicity and sincerity that has always been the heart of our relationship. The memories of flipping through countless 30th wedding anniversary invitation designs still sit fresh in my mind. Our choice wasn't just about aesthetics; it became a quiet declaration of what we cherished—family. That invitation wasn't just a call to celebrate but an homage to the bonds we've built and nurtured over the decades. Our children, grandchildren, and friends—they were all a part of this milestone, illuminating our path with their presence.

Back to those invitation cards—what a journey of choices and deliberation! I recall the two of us (first my husband, then daughter-in-law when he bowed out) sitting in the living room, the screen speckled with samples, debating colors and fonts. It wasn't just about choosing something pretty, was it? It was about encapsulating our lives in a sliver of paper that spoke of more than just 30 glorious years. It was about a shared past. The laughter, the challenges; our family flourishing through it all.

"Should we go with the gold lettering or the simple, elegant script?" she had asked. But you? You just chuckled. That's always been your way, finding amusement in what could have been a daunting task and turning it into a joyous joint venture. To my sweet husband: Your light-hearted nature balanced my penchant for overthinking. When my DIL joint us we ultimately settled on something that whispered elegance, yet shouted family. Friends who received it seemed to hold onto it not just as mementos of an evening, but of a shared trip through time.

It's funny, isn't it? How even after all these years together, we find that choosing an invitation becomes more than just a task—it becomes a moment of reflection, a subtle celebration of what makes us us. The stories, the shared years, the quiet and loud moments both. I suppose that’s why these anniversaries are so special. They're not merely markers of time passed, but reminders of the rich, intricate tapestry of life we continue to weave together.

As I sit here, typing away in our cozy nook, the faint aroma of morning coffee beside me, I feel a deepened sense of gratitude. Gratitude not only for the shared years, but for the journey that continues. For our anniversaries that are not just celebrations but affirmations. Affirmations of love that keeps deepening and expanding, the kind of love that, despite seeing so many seasons pass, still surprises you like a spring flower.

And so, another year turns. Yet, it's not about how many anniversaries we've celebrated. It's about the realization that each one carries the potential to be unique and profound. We are makers of memories, architects of our legacy, nestling each tender moment into the foundation of our family's future.

I look forward to our next anniversary, not because it marks another year, but because it strengthens this unwavering bond we've spent our lives nurturing. Where will it take us? What will we learn? Another invitation to choose, another story to tell.

Who knows what the future holds for us, but one thing I am sure of—it's a future I want only with you.