Still My One: A Florida Vow Renewal Story Celebrating 30 Years of Marriage

After 30 years of marriage, you know the story behind the smile, the weight behind the silence, and the beauty in simply being together.

That’s what makes these three words so sacred

Still. My. One.

This June marks 30 years since I married David.

Back then, we were full of big dreams and borrowed faith, whispering vows with tears in our eyes and butterflies in our stomachs. We had no idea what the road ahead would hold—but we knew we wanted to walk it together.

Now, three decades later, I still reach for his hand in crowded rooms. He still makes me laugh when I least expect it. And in quiet moments, when I look at him, I don’t just see the man I married—I see the life we’ve built and the love we’ve lived.

One evening, while scrolling Pinterest for anniversary ideas, I stumbled across a photo of a couple renewing their vows barefoot on a beach. Simple. Joyful. Sacred.

I showed David the image.

He smiled, reached for my hand, and said,

“Let’s write new vows… and keep every one of them.”

That’s when we knew: we weren’t just celebrating an anniversary.

We were affirming a beautiful truth:

Still My One.

We didn’t always know what we were doing—but we always knew we wanted to do it together.

I remember one night early in our marriage, the power went out during a Florida thunderstorm. I was nervous—about the storm, about life, about everything we hadn’t figured out yet. David lit a candle, made us peanut butter sandwiches, and turned on a little battery-powered radio. We sat on the couch singing along to Motown classics—laughing, slow dancing in the dark, just being us.

David always brings up the night we brought our first baby home. Neither of us could get the car seat to buckle properly. We were both exhausted, trying not to cry or laugh too hard. Later that night, we took turns rocking the baby while the other one heated leftovers and whispered, “We’ve got this.” And somehow, we did.

Moments like those don’t show up in wedding albums.

But they are the vows, lived out—quietly, steadily, day by day.

And now, three decades later, we’re not just celebrating our anniversary.

We’re celebrating a lifetime of choosing each other.

Not with pomp or pageantry, but with the quiet power of these words: Still My One.

Whether it’s an intimate Florida vow renewal on the beach, a backyard celebration with your grandchildren, or a destination renewal that doubles as a second honeymoon—I’d be honored to help you create a moment that reflects your story.

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