Monthly Archives: May 2015

Twenty-five Years, 25 Pictures

Wow, the milestones are coming hot and heavy around here! Not much more than a week ago, Tyler left home and set out on his own. Now, today, May 27, is our twenty-fifth wedding anniversary. And, I certainly feel like I should write something to celebrate such an occasion! But, what?

I decided that if a picture is worth a thousand words, then twenty-five pictures would be infinitely more interesting than 25,000 words of my amateur prose. So, here are twenty-five pictures, in rough chronological order, of our life together. I hope y’all enjoy them!

Karen and I got our start sailing together. Here we are setting sail in Santa Cruz in 1987.

Karen and I got our start sailing together. Here we are setting sail in Santa Cruz in 1987.

Barely 3 months into our relationship, we took a trip to Spain together. I figured it would either make us or break us. Guess which?!?

Barely 3 months into our relationship, we took a trip to Spain together. I figured it would either make us or break us. Guess which ended up happening?!?

Cooking together has always been a favorite pastime. Making something around 1989, or so

Cooking together has always been a favorite pastime. Making something in, let’s say, 1989

Dressed for our rehearsal dinner, in our more stylish days

Dressed for our rehearsal dinner, in our more stylish days

Two kids getting married, 1990

Two kids getting married, 1990

Enjoying some cake at the wedding

Enjoying some cake at the wedding

Enjoying each other's company, probably in 1989 or so

Enjoying each other’s company, probably in 1991 or so

Pre-kids, I think, Karen could probably tell by the hair style

Pre-kids, I think, Karen could probably tell by the hair style

New parents, September 1992

New parents, September 1992

Almost a year later, in summer of 1993

Almost a year later, in summer of 1993

Time flies, and all the photos are of the kids, not the parents. Here we are again, finally, in September 1996

Time flies, and all the photos are of the kids, not the parents. Here we are again, finally, in September 1996

Again, why take pictures of the parents when there are babies around? We finally got into the same photo again in 1999

Again, why take pictures of the parents when there are babies around? We finally got into the same photo again in 1999

Selecting a Christmas tree in 2001

Selecting a Christmas tree in 2001

Camping in 2000. Looks like no one slept too well the night before!

Camping in 2002. Looks like no one slept too well the night before!

Enjoying a baseball game with Brian, 2005

Enjoying a baseball game with Brian, 2005

Hot chocolate in the mountains, 2006

Hot chocolate in the mountains with Judy, Karen’s mom, 2006

Enjoying some hot chocolate, with Roscoe this time, while hunting for a Christmas tree to cut in 2007

Enjoying some hot chocolate, with Roscoe this time, while hunting for a Christmas tree to cut in 2007

Trying out my dad's kayak in our front yard, 2008

Trying out my dad’s kayak in our front yard, 2008

Christmas, 2008

Christmas, 2008

At a cafe in France, Europe trip, 2010

At a cafe in France, Europe trip, 2010

Visiting our friend Mitch in Texas, 2011

Visiting our friend Mitch in Texas, 2011

College hunting in Chicago with Brian, late 2012

College hunting in Chicago with Brian, late 2012

Clowning with Tyler, 2013

Clowning with Tyler, 2013

Enjoying dinner on a sailboat in New Zealand, 2014

Enjoying dinner on a sailboat in New Zealand, 2014

Thanksgiving in Virginia, 2014

Thanksgiving in Virginia, 2014

On the waterfront, after a Giants game

On the waterfront, after a Giants game

Every day I am profoundly thankful that I chose Karen, and that Karen chose me. It has been twenty-five years of many, many wonderful times, and a handful of sad ones. And, looking back, I’d have to say that there is really nothing I would change, other than taking a few more pictures with both of us in the frame!

Some Musing about Tyler’s Graduation

We hit a major milestone this weekend — Tyler received his master’s degree on Monday from Wake Forest. He has a few weeks off, enough time to take care of logistics and for a two week trip to Europe, then he will be starting his career with Aon Hewitt, in Charlotte, North Carolina. So, he has officially flown the coop! He is now a man finding his way in the world, and Karen and I can claim one less dependent, both legally and emotionally.

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A chip off the old block… only bigger and smarter. And substantially burlier…

In the days since his graduation, I have spent some time scratching my head a bit, trying to discover how I really feel about this momentous occurrence. I figured if I started writing stuff down, perhaps it would help crystallize my thinking. So, here’s what I came up with…

I guess the main thing I feel is a thrill of excitement for him, tinged perhaps with a tiny bit of jealousy. My first few years out of college were some of the most interesting, rewarding, challenging, and fun years of my life, and I earnestly hope that he has the same experience. And, I know my boy pretty well, and I think he has the right attitudes and inclinations to have a similar experience to the one I had. Although many of our friends think we’re nuts, Karen and I are thrilled that he is starting his career a couple thousand miles away. It will be his world, he will by necessity be completely independent, we will be visitors there, and in my mind that is a great way for it to be.

I also feel a lot of satisfaction about a couple jobs well done. Successfully obtaining a BS and an MA from Wake Forest is a job well done by Tyler. And, when I observe the young man that Tyler has become, I have to give Karen and myself a pat on the back as well. We took parenting very seriously and put a lot of effort into raising our boys, and are very satisfied with the results of our labor – at least the portion that we can claim responsibility for.

Back at the start of the journey...

Back at the start of the journey…

The Oxford English Dictionary defines “pride” as “A feeling or deep pleasure or satisfaction derived from one’s own achievements, the achievements of those with whom one is closely associated, or from qualities or possessions that are widely admired.” So, yes, I definitely feel proud of him for his achievement, and I trust that Tyler feels proud of himself, as well. I will have to say, though, that I am even more proud of him for his good decisions and solid values, and proud of the kind, intelligent, thoughtful, and personable adult man he has become.