On this same morning twenty years ago, I woke in my parent’s house, rode with my sister to meet some girlfriends for coffee and salon appointments, and then proceeded to the church I grew up in where I put on the most beautiful white dress and walked down the aisle toward the man I have spent the last two decades with…growing up and growing a life with. We were definitely not “en vogue” at the time…for nearly all of our twenties we had run the gamut of dating others, watching friends marry and even start families, all the while fielding questions such as “Are you seeing anyone?” or “How can you still be single?” or the ever dreaded statement “I have someone I want you to meet!” We were independent people just navigating life on our own as 20-somethings, which was not nearly as common then as it is now. Our journey toward each other was not straight and smooth either…a couple years of chance meetings, a couple months of dating, a crushing break up, and still the winding road led us back to this day 20 years ago….where we had our first dance to the ever popular “I Finally Found Someone” a one hit wonder by Bryan Adams and Barbara Streisand…I’m not joking, Google it. I’m cringing at the cheesiness even as I write it, but in reality, find “someone” I did.
This man…this man who is strong, and sensitive, opinionated and compassionate, adventurous and hardworking, Jesus loving and a bit wild. Little did I know as I walked toward him down the aisle on the arm of my dad, who, up to that point, had been my hero of heroes, that this man would spend the next twenty years fighting for me and the love and honor of our little tribe. I’ve got twenty years of highs and lows I could share, but good, bad or otherwise, for twenty years, I have laid my head on the pillow every night knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt that this man would go to the ends of the earth for me…for us…for our family. What an extraordinary gift he is.
Let’s be honest…marriage is hard. Hopefully we all get a couple of years of blissful honeymoon romance, but the reality of living day in and day out in a singular committed relationship is complicated at best. This man is not perfect, nor am I and therefore our marriage is not perfect. But our commitment is by far the most rewarding choice I have ever made. I’m all in, come what may. I love the life we have built and oh how I adore this man, without whom it would not be.
So Happy 20th Anniversary to you Brian Bergler. I love you babe….and as Bryan and Barbara would say, “I can’t wait for the rest of my life…..I finally found someone.”