Today is my parent’s 50th wedding anniversary. It is a rare and wondrous achievement and proves what I’ve always known: My parents are rare and wonderful people.
Mom says it doesn’t seem like they’ve been married fifty years but then reflects on the world events and global changes they’ve seen together: five children grown, Man walking on the moon, computers in every home (to list just a few).
My mom’s family is long lived and loyal. Her grandparents were separated by her grandmother’s passing just months short of their 60th wedding anniversary. Her parents celebrated their fiftieth and would have seen their 60th had not cancer intervened.
My father’s parents were married until the day his father died. Dad is witty and kind and has a certain nobility about him and he cherishes my mother; just the way I remember Grandpa Herb and Grandma Frances. Sometimes while I’m stirring a pot at the stove Ross comes up and hugs me from behind just the way my dad does with my mom. It makes me happy to think that maybe, just maybe with luck and health we’ll be them someday.
Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad. I love you.
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Thank You CARLA. We are so lckey to have You and Your Brothers.
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