I called my cousin Rebecca when her husband died of cancer. Her quiet words, spoken ten years ago, are barnacled to my soul: It was a privilege to be his wife.
That’s exactly how I feel after 32 years of marriage. It is, it was, it continues to be a privilege to be his wife. Happy Anniversary, my love!
A Living Pencil 
Happy anniversary! I love your words “barnacled to my soul”. It’s funny how certain small exchanges have sticking power like that. We are just a little ahead of you, celebrated 33 years on June 3rd. We are blessed.
Happy, Happy Anniversary! I think that’s such an amazing quote.