20 years ago (yesterday) I knelt across the alter in the Denver Colorado Temple from Bill and started on an eternal journey.
Bill and I reflected on our 2 decades together. We spoke of memorable times and events that have brought us closer. But what we decided was the best part of our time together is the everyday comfort of holding hands as we walk around. Cuddle next to each other on the couch in the living room. Tickle each others hands in church - when they're not holding babies. Laying in bed and talking until 1:00 in the morning.
We celebrated by serving for 3 hours in the Bishop's Storehouse, and we'll be going to the temple this weekend. It was a good day. I don't think a fancy dinner and show could have left us feeling any better than the feeling that comes from giving service.