Tempting Fate

Friday the 13th. For most, this is a day of superstition, irrational fear and apprehension. Ironically, these are the feelings that the idea of marriage conjured within me until Friday the 13th, 2004. That is the day my fears were swept up into blissful happiness as Rich and I consummated our marriage in the Salt Lake Temple, the place where we had met. Surrounded by loved ones, we wept tears of joy and floated on clouds in the frigid winter air we were oblivious of. That is the day our journey began. Since 13 was our number and we chose to avoid the clique of Valentine's Day, by mere hours, we formed our union on this ominous day. Looking back, perhaps we had tempted fate. Externally, our challenges have been numerous, comically so, yet our feelings for each other have remained intact and have only solidified as we have faced life's blows together. Marriage has become the beacon of light in a world of darkness, the refuge from the storm, the force that drives us forward despite the odds stacked against us at times. In five years, we have moved 7 times. Rich has held 6 different jobs and we struggled through 2 extremely difficult pregnancies, to name a few challenges. Despite this, we laugh constantly and enjoy more marital joy than I imagined possible. Surrounded by three vibrantly spirited boys, there is never a dull moment in the Sorenson household. I wouldn't have it any other way. Rich, I love with all my heart and soul. You're my best friend and companion, my media naranja, my soul mate. Happy anniversary Richard G. Let's continue tempting fate another five. Bring it on!