I would be remiss if I didn’t mention that today marks my parent’s 65th wedding anniversary.
Sixty-five years with the same person is a long time, full of ups and downs, smiles and tears, birthday parties and funerals and all the junk that life throws at you on a daily basis.
Getting older doesn’t make it any easier.
Longevity like that takes a good bit of hard work, determination and a sense of humor. It has been said that a good marriage is two, imperfect people who never give up on each other. You both personify that ideal.
I consider myself very fortunate to be my age and still have both my parents around, albeit hundreds of miles away. We make up for the distance by talking daily, even if just for a minute or two.
I could go on, but I’ll leave it at Happy Anniversary, Mom & Dad.
(Mom, I intentionally picked a picture that is almost 13 years old so we would all look younger than we do today. heh-heh)
From their wedding day. . .