Today, September 24, 2026, marks the 15th wedding anniversary for my wife and I. Damn, son! 15 years! Yeah, 15 years. [enter subtle disbelief reaction] It's actually been 21 years if we're counting the dating years. (Yes, we got married the same day we started dating, all aligned!) On this 15th anniversary - and even more so as I creep along into my 40s - I find myself appreciating the journey of life thus far. More specifically, I'm enthralled with the collection of individual seasons that brought my wife and me to this point - 21 years together. The overwhelming thought that threads through all of those different seasons for me is that I've been so incredibly lucky and fortunate to have had someone to share this life on earth with. At this stage in life, we've each been together for more than half of our existence which is another odd understanding to come to grips with. Over that time, we've each been different versions of ourselves, and have lived through ...
Dome Pondering
"As We Struggle to Make Sense Of Things, Life Looks On In Repose"