08/25/2026
25 Years of Us ❤️ He walked into my job, saw what I was doing, and told me to quit.
How do you sum up 25 years of marriage in one Facebook post? You can’t. There are too many memories, too many chapters, too many moments that brought us here.
But today, on our 25th wedding anniversary, I want to share one of my favorite memories because, in so many ways, it tells the story of the love you’ve always had for me.
We were only about a year into our marriage and just beginning to build a life together. I had started a new job, but what I didn’t realize was that my “new job” meant loading a semi-truck in a warehouse. 😩
I hated that job. The drive there every day felt like a death sentence. But I never told you because I knew we were trying to build something, and I was determined to do my part.
One particular day, you had been trying to call me several times, but I didn’t answer. Worried, you drove to my job to find me.
When we finally connected, I told you I was busy loading a semi-truck. There were three or four gentlemen pushing packages toward me, and as they reached the end of the conveyor belt, I was responsible for creating shipping labels and stacking everything inside the truck.
The sun was beating down on that aluminum roof, and the inside of that truck felt like an oven. The conveyor belt was so backed up that day because I couldn’t keep up.
You were trying to wrap your head around what my actual job was. Then you looked inside the warehouse, saw the semi-truck, saw all those men, and apparently decided you had seen enough. 😂
You asked, “Where’s the boss?”
I pointed toward the office and said, “He’s over there with his feet propped up on the desk.”
You said, “Go tell him you quit!”
I said, “I can’t do that. I need to give two weeks’ notice.”
You looked at me and said, “All these men in here, and YOU’RE the one loading the semi? Go tell him you quit, or I will!”
Like a scared little kid who had just gotten in trouble, I walked into that office and told my boss I was leaving.
I was still too afraid to actually say, “I quit.”
He asked, “Who’s going to load the semi-truck?”
And I said, “My husband told me to tell you… YOU WILL!” 🤔
That night, you said something I have never forgotten:
“I work every day so you don’t have to put up with this kind of treatment.”
And for 25 years, you have done exactly that.
You have provided for me.
You have protected me.
You have loved me.
You have supported me.
You have stood beside me.
And you have never been afraid to remind me just how much you love me.
That little warehouse story may seem funny now and trust me, it is 😂, but to me, it represents something much bigger.
It reminds me of the kind of love you have given me for 25 years: a love that shows up, a love that protects, a love that provides, and a love that says, “You don’t have to go through this alone.”
Today, we celebrate 25 years of marriage. ❤️🥂
Twenty-five years of laughter, lessons, challenges, growth, memories, and so much love.
And if I had to choose one memory to remind me of the love you’ve always had for me, it’s the day you showed up at that warehouse, looked at that semi-truck, and decided, “Absolutely not.” 😂❤️
Happy 25th Anniversary to us, my love.
25 years down… and I’d choose you all over again. ❤️
