After we left the boys with Mom and my sister, Maggie, in Fredericksburg, we went to San Antonio. Our flight to San Francisco left San Antonio on Thursday, August 26th; we went down the night before to visit our old San Antonio "haunts" as we courted, married, and lived in San Antonio for a while before we moved to Arkansas in 2001.
We lived in houses across the street from each other in San Antonio until we got married, and then I moved into "his". Those memories are beautiful. Here's the house I lived in: it was a duplex...I lived downstairs.
And here's the house Chris first lived in (upstairs). I happily moved over there after we got married. Those picture windows were fabulous: the light was really great.
After visiting our houses, we drove just down the street to the church where we were married. It was beautiful: a Tiffany stained-glass window. Slate-tiled roof. Arches. Fountain. Courtyard. Incredible.
Here we are, a few more lines on our faces,
a few grey hairs here and there.
Growing old together...joyfully.