My husband and I will have been married 16 years tomorrow. (We were married one year to the day of our first date.) I looked it up on the internet, and it seems there are no "traditional materials or symbols" connected to the 16th. It's just a blip on the screen...or barely that. Nothing special I reckon.
Well, it's special to us. We are both children of divorce, and neither set of parents made it this far. My mother was married 5 times (only counted 3 - but that's a story for another blog) and none of hers made it to 16. One only made it about 30 days. (Gotta be some sort of record there.)
I am so happy to be married to my best friend. Chris and I get along not just as husband and wife, we love to just spend time together, hang out like friends do. I know so many people who talk about wanting to be away from their husband/wife. They would rather go off with friends for hours or even days at a time. Yes, we do spend some time apart, but we would rather be together than with anyone else; watching movies, talking about our classes, sitting quietly and reading. It's all good.
Marriage to the right person is absolutely wonderful.
(I know, this is a mushy post. What can I say? I'm happy.) :0}