Celebrating their undying love and partnership, Mark Zuckerberg and his wife, Priscilla Chan, marked their 20th anniversary with a heartfelt private celebration. They are reflecting on their journey from college to becoming parents of three.
The couple made a sweet tribute to each other
Mark made a sweet tribute to his wife to celebrate their two decades of love. He uploaded a throwback picture from their first year together. He also reminisced about how they met for the first time. At that time, Mark only had a few days left before he got kicked out of school.
“20 years since our first date. We met at a going away party my friends threw for me in college when they thought I was about to get kicked out of school. I asked her out but told her we’d need to go out soon since I might only have a few days left. Later on, I started Facebook, we got married, and now have three wonderful girls. What a wild ride,” he said.
Continuing the heartfelt celebration, Priscilla also penned a touching tribute for Mark. She is grateful for how he makes her laugh even after two decades together.
“20 years since our first date. He still makes me laugh constantly, and we are never short of wild adventures. And now we have 3 little ladies riding along with us!”
They met unexpectedly
The pair, both 38, first crossed paths in 2003 at Harvard University while waiting in line for the bathroom at a party hosted by Zuckerberg’s fraternity. In 2010, the lovebirds took the next step by moving in together, and two years later, they surprised their guests by tying the knot in their backyard. The unexpected wedding caught everyone off guard, as attendees initially believed they were there to celebrate Priscilla’s graduation from medical school.
They are still going strong.
Last year, they commemorated their 10th wedding anniversary by reimagining the very photo taken on their wedding day a decade ago. Mark penned, ’’10 years married and half our lives together. Here’s to more adventures.’’
The couple is feeling blessed.
Earlier this year, the Meta CEO was over the moon to become the father of three girls. He joyfully announced on social media that Priscilla gave birth to their third daughter on March 24, 2023.
The proud dad took to both his Facebook and Instagram to share heartwarming photos of his new baby daughter, capturing precious moments with both himself and his wife just after she entered the world.
He wrote, ’’Welcome to the world, Aurelia Chan Zuckerberg! You’re such a little blessing.’’
The couple, already parents to 7-year-old Maxima and 5-year-old August, revealed the news of their third pregnancy in September. Mark shared a heartfelt photo of the two, his hand resting on Priscilla’s stomach, accompanied by the caption, ’Lots of love. Happy to share that Max and August are getting a new baby sister next year!’’
Congratulations to this inspiring couple, and our best wishes go out to this sweet family of 5. Some other celebrities have recently welcomed a baby and chosen to share touching photos of their bundle of joy with the world.
Compilation of Uplifting Tales Guaranteed to Brighten Your Entire Day
Three individuals find their lives unexpectedly intertwined with hope. From a boy’s simple lemonade stand to a grandmother’s heartfelt gift, discover how moments of kindness and determination can lead to life-changing outcomes.
Life’s most profound changes often begin with the smallest of actions—a gesture of kindness, a long-forgotten memory, or a simple dream pursued with determination. These three stories explore how ordinary moments can ignite extraordinary transformations, leaving us with a renewed sense of hope and a reminder that even in the darkest times, light can be found.
Lost and Found: Max’s Journey Home
Max had been living on the streets for as long as he could remember, which wasn’t very long at all. His past was a blur, a fog he couldn’t see through.
All he had was the present: the cold pavement beneath him, the hum of the city, and the mysterious tattoo on his hand—a small emblem with intricate lines that felt familiar, yet distant. It was the only clue to a life he had lost.
Despite his circumstances, Max never gave up. Every day, he roamed different neighborhoods, asking if anyone had small jobs he could do. He wasn’t looking for charity—he wanted to work. “Anything you need done? A small job, just for a meal,” he’d ask.
Some people ignored him, others turned him away, but a few, seeing the sincerity in his eyes, would offer him tasks like sweeping a storefront or carrying groceries.
With the few dollars he earned, Max bought clean clothes from thrift shops. Every Sunday, he made sure he looked presentable enough to attend church. It wasn’t just about fitting in; it was about his faith. He held onto it like a lifeline, believing that God hadn’t forgotten him.
And then, one Sunday, something remarkable happened.
Max stood near the back of the church, head bowed in reverence. The priest was just beginning the service when a man, tall and dressed in a sharp black suit, walked in.
The man noticed Max almost immediately, his eyes drawn to the tattoo on Max’s hand, which rested lightly on the pew.
The man’s eyes widened in shock. He quickly rolled up his sleeve, revealing an identical tattoo on his own wrist. Without hesitation, he strode toward Max, his steps quickening as realization dawned on him.
“Max? Is that really you?” the man asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Max looked up, confusion crossing his weathered face. “Do I know you?” he replied cautiously.
The man smiled, a tear slipping down his cheek. “Max, it’s me, Patrick! We went to school together—St. Francis Academy. Remember? We got these tattoos as a pact, promising we’d always stay friends.”
Max blinked, the name triggering a distant, flickering light in the fog of his mind. “Patrick…”
Patrick nodded, his smile growing wider. “That’s right! You and I were like brothers back then. What happened to you? We lost touch after graduation, and I never heard from you again.”
Max shook his head slowly. “I don’t remember much. I woke up one day, and everything was gone—my memory, my life. All I had was this tattoo.”
Patrick placed a hand on Max’s shoulder, his voice filled with determination. “Well, that ends today. You’re coming with me. We’re going to get you back on your feet.”
Max hesitated, looking down at his ragged clothes. “I’m not sure, Patrick… I’ve been like this for so long. I wouldn’t know where to start.”
Patrick’s laugh was warm and reassuring. “Start by coming home with me. You’ll stay at my place until we figure this out. And don’t worry about anything else. My company could use someone with your work ethic. We’ll find a role for you.”
For the first time in years, Max felt a spark of hope. “You’d do that for me?”
Patrick nodded firmly. “Of course, Max. You’re not just a friend, you’re family.”
After the service, Max stood up, still a bit shaky, as Patrick guided him out of the church. Back at Patrick’s apartment, Max was overwhelmed by the warmth and comfort, the soft carpet, and the smell of fresh coffee.
Patrick handed him a fresh set of clothes. “Take a shower, get cleaned up,” he urged. “Tomorrow, we’ll get you a doctor’s appointment and figure out what’s going on with your memory.”
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