Intreat me not to leave thee, nor to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God:
Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the LORD do so to me, and more also, if ought but death part thee and me.
Happy anniversary to the most perfect woman the Lord could have picked out for me. I'm humbled and grateful.
(Oh, and thanks to Father Sam, who went way out of his way to come officiate at the wedding.)