I married my Sweet Babou sixteen years ago today, on 20 October 2001.
Our wedding day had times of sanctity and sacred promises, but also had moments of profound silliness, like when the belly dancers gave us a sheep wearing a garter belt:
That day, with its mix of solemn glory and ludicrousness, accurately predicted our marriage. We are deeply committed to one another and wholeheartedly in love … yet our union is also full of weirdness and laughter.
Happy Anniversary, Sweet Babou.