Celebrating Our 15th Anniversary

Today Paul and I celebrate 15 years of marriage.  I've already blogged about our wedding and our honeymoon so I figured I would toss up some pictures from the years before we were married - when we were just dating.  We met during Welcome Week at Baylor, so all of these pictures are from the college years.

This picture is from Fall, 1993, The Howdy Dance - we'd been dating all of a week or two in this picture.  I had to crop out Paul's freshman roommate and his date, because said roommate said about a year later that if he ever saw a pic of said date again he would never forgive me (and he didn't use such nice words at the time).  In fact, I think he may have suggested the ritualistic burning of the picture, but I refused.  So I'm guessing he probably doesn't want it up on the internet, even all these years later.

January 1994, taken in front of the Alamo.

Another Baylor dance - 1994 - if you look really hard you can see the Alico building in the background.

I went to Nebraska for Spring Break 1993 freshman year with Paul, to meet his family.  This is the house where he grew up.

 How cool is their barn in the background?

I have a great many pictures from football games.  Yes, I am wearing a beret.  I was all cool like that, LOL.

 Fiesta on the River, spring of 1994.  I think this is my favorite picture of Paul and I.  Gosh we were so young!

Pike Swamp - 1994.  

We didn't do Greek life at all, but we did like to go to this dance.

Fiesta on the River, spring 1995.  Fiesta on the River was just a fun little campus event with games and socializing on the river.  You could buy virgin (Southern Baptist college folks) margaritas and all sorts of yummy Mexican food.

A year and a few months after this picture, we'd be hitched.  We're not so young anymore, and not so romantic.  But I think William Wordsworth sums up a marriage of longevity nicely with Ode: Intimations of Immortality, from Recollections of Early Childhood (even if he wasn't necessarily referring to marriage):

Though nothing can bring back the hour
of splendor in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not; rather find
strength in what remains behind.

Happy 15 years, Paul!