This year Killy and I celebrate 43 years of marriage. That’s over four decades of love, laughter, learning, forgiveness, friendship, prayer, and occasionally trying to remember why we walked into a room. When we got married, I thought I knew quite a lot. I didn’t!

Like most newlyweds, I arrived at marriage carrying two suitcases. One contained my belongings. The other contained my expectations. The first suitcase was reasonably small. The second was enormous. If I could sit down with my younger self during that first year of marriage, here are ten things I would tell him…

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