Example 1: Heartfelt with a few laughs, 25th anniversary
553 words · about 4 min spoken
Thank you, everyone, for being here tonight. I want to start by thanking our kids, Bea and Paolo, who somehow managed to plan this whole party without us noticing. And to my sister Tess—thank you for flying all the way from Manila. It means so much that you’re here with us. I know my mom, Lourdes, is watching from somewhere. She always said, ‘Marry the man who fixes things.’ Mom, I listened.
Ramon and I met at St. Luke’s Hospital in San Francisco, back in 1999. I was the new night-shift nurse, tired and hungry, and the vending machine decided to eat my last dollar. If you’ve ever worked a hospital night shift, you know that’s a small disaster. Ramon showed up—his hands covered in grease from fixing something else—and not only got my dollar back but handed me a Snickers bar. Then, just to be sure I never went hungry again, he ‘checked on the machine’ the next three nights in a row. By the third night, I realized maybe it wasn’t the vending machine he came for. He always held the door open for me, even with those greasy hands. I guess chivalry smells a little like WD-40.
We started our married life in a one-bedroom apartment above a laundromat in Daly City. Everything we owned smelled like fabric softener, but at least we had soft towels—and hot water, thanks to Ramon. We’ve made it through two wonderful kids, a few moves, and a lot of late nights. And some hard things, too. When I went through breast cancer treatment in 2016, Ramon was there every step, driving me to every appointment, sitting with me, and—when my hair started falling out—he shaved his own head. I know he tried to make it look like Bruce Willis, but I think he landed closer to Mr. Clean. But I loved it. I still do.
One of my favorite memories is our honeymoon in Baguio. Ramon swore he knew a shortcut to the waterfall. Four hours later, we were nowhere near water, but we found a little strawberry stand and ate berries in the rain. It wasn’t the day we planned, but it’s the day we remember. Every anniversary, he finds a way to surprise me with a Snickers bar, just like the night we met. Last year, I found it at 3 a.m. during my break, and I laughed so hard I nearly woke up the whole nurses’ station.
After twenty-five years, what I love most about Ramon hasn’t changed. He is still the calmest person I know. Every time I come home from a night shift, there’s a plate of dinner on the stove, wrapped in foil, with ‘JOY’ written on top in marker. He even learned to cook my mom’s chicken adobo—and I will admit, sometimes it tastes better than mine.
Looking ahead, I can’t wait for Paolo to finish college so we can go back to Baguio and finally find that strawberry stand. Only this time, I’m holding the map. I promise to keep looking for hidden chocolate, laughing at your shortcuts, and loving you for the next twenty-five years—and every year after that.
(Raise your glass) To Ramon—my calm in the storm, my favorite cook, and the reason I never run out of chocolate. I love you. Happy anniversary.
What the writer told Toastful to get this speech
- Speaker
- Joy, wife
- How they met
- We met in 1999 at St. Luke's Hospital in San Francisco and married two years later. I was a brand-new night-shift nurse, and Ramon was the maintenance man they called at 2 a.m. because the vending machine ate my last dollar. He fixed it, bought me a Snickers bar, and came back the next three nights 'to check on the machine.' His hands were covered in grease, but he still held the door open for me.
- What works
- He is the calmest person I know. Whenever I work a night shift he leaves a plate of dinner on the stove wrapped in foil with 'JOY' written on top in marker. And he learned to cook my mother's chicken adobo better than I do.
- The journey
- Our first home was a one-bedroom apartment above a laundromat in Daly City, and all our clothes smelled like fabric softener. We have two kids, Bea, who is 22, and Paolo, who is 19. In 2016 I went through breast cancer treatment. Ramon drove me to every appointment and shaved his head the same week my hair fell out. I've been cancer-free since 2018.
- Stories
- On our honeymoon in Baguio he insisted he knew a shortcut to the waterfall, and we were lost for four hours. We ended up at a little farm stand eating strawberries in the rain, and it is still our favorite day. And every anniversary he recreates the night we met by hiding a Snickers bar somewhere in the house. Last year it was in my work bag, and I didn't find it until my 3 a.m. break.
- Looking ahead
- Paolo finishes college in two years. Then we want to go back to Baguio and find that strawberry stand, and this time I'm holding the map.
- Remembering
- My mom, Lourdes, who passed away in 2020. She was the one who told me to 'marry the man who fixes things.'
- Thank-yous
- Our kids, Bea and Paolo, who planned this whole party behind our backs, and my sister Tess, who flew in from Manila to be here.