The longer I’m married, the more
important anniversaries are to me. It seems that more and more marriages are
falling apart around us while my husband and I work hard to hold together what
we have. It’s not always easy – I can be extremely stubborn at times!
While my family loved Randy, I think we did everything we
could to scare him away. One of those times was when we took Randy camping with
us. It didn’t end up being the trip of a lifetime for him, yet it was one none
of us will ever forget.
On the way to the campsite, we were all fooling around in
the car, not thinking that anything was amiss behind us. Only after we arrived
at the campsite did we realize the camper door latch was broken and the door
had been hanging open for we don’t know how long. Since Randy was the last to
pack, all of his belongings were just inside the door. All his stuff fell out
of the camper somewhere along the way. There
was nothing we could do, all his things were lost.
After a trip to the nearest town to at least replace his
underwear, he set up his tent. He was so proud of it! He told my dad he had
even waterproofed it in case of a little sprinkle. Unfortunately, that night,
we got way more than a little sprinkle! It began raining during the night and
by morning there was a foot of water on the ground. There was literally enough
water to make it possible for not only our neighbor’s bunch of bananas to float
out of his tent, but also to allow a resourceful little girl to create her own
boat in the form of a Styrofoam cooler; and she was floating quite easily.
By the time the rest of us got up, poor Randy was standing
outside of his tent in the pouring rain. Immediately my mom made him come in
our camper.
“I thought my tent was waterproof,” Randy said as he stood
there dripping. (Keep in mind the FOOT of water on the ground. We were basically
camping in a river.)
“Why didn’t you go in the car?” my dad asked.
“It was locked.”
My mom asked, “Why didn’t you come in the camper?”
“I didn’t want to bother anyone.” (One of his greatest
fears.)
Even with the experience Randy had on that camping trip with
my family, he still decided that I was the one he wanted to marry.
Now, after 22 years of marriage (and 27 years of being
together) he still likes me.
And we still go camping.
Happy Anniversary, Baby!
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