It's been two decades since we promised to love one another for all of life. We tumbled into love quickly, deeply, purely.
And he said, "There is a song in Mexico that says, 'Drink hot chocolate, pay what you owe."
I knew at once that I could be with him forever and feel at peace. I knew he would take care of me. Under the stars of the night sky on a beach in a fishing village on the Gulf coast of Vera Cruz, I felt it on day three. I felt it.
Today I love him as much as I did on December 30, 1993 when we exchanged vows of love and faithfulness.
Life does not hand out easy. And we have never had it so. As they say, "The dream is free. Hustle sold separately." We have worked. The path has had its share of sorrows. But he has been my rock, my knight, my co-conspirator, my defender, my love, my ardent fan.
There is beauty along the way. Beauty every day. We drink hot chocolate, and pay what we owe.
