Thursday, May 29, 2008
Happy Anniversary to Us
It's been a fast 22 years.
This photo was taken in 1987, after we'd been married about a year. We were in our mid-thirties, trim and fit, poor as dirt and happy as larks. We had a new baby to add to my four sons by my first marriage, and we had stopped at my parents' home on the first vacation I'd ever had.
Here we are in a photo taken last October.
No longer young, fit and trim--but no longer poor as dirt either, and still happy as larks.
And still living in the same place, watching grandchildren grow up and the gardens mature (grandkids will mature one day too!).
Happy Anniversary, Larry. It's been an amazing 22 years, and I would not have missed a minute of it.
Age is hard on skin and bones
but marriage is sweeter as we grow older.
You know what spoon I like for my cereal,
which coffee mug is my favorite,
that I do not like to eat meat with a salad fork.
You know how many times I will turn off the alarm
before I get out of bed.
I know just how to rub your back,
soothe your moods and aches and pains,
and how strong to make your coffee.
I know when Vietnam haunts your nights,
and that you like it when I stroke your face.
No one has to tell old married people
What love is all about.