Married, Fifty-Four Years

mb_weddingMy lovely wife, the love of my life, is fast asleep in our bed.  There is an anniversary card for me on the table next to me.  When she wakes tomorrow, I will have left for Best Friends Animal Society to help care for rescued cats.  I will have left a card for her.  It will be our 54th wedding anniversary.  Cards can’t possibly describe how much we love each other, but still we search the greeting card rack for ones that come close.  We won’t be buying any expensive gifts but we have tickets to see Singin’ in the Rain, the musical at the Hale Theater, then reservations for dinner at an Italian restaurant we like.   It is a simple way to celebrate the most important thing in our life.

When we lived in California, we had a sign over our bedroom door … it said Grow Old with Me, the Best is Yet to Be.  We’ve never put it up in our home in Utah.   The things we’ve dealt with since we got here … cancer, COVID, arthritis, and gradual decline we’ve both experience as we move through our seventies … made hanging it seem dishonest.  But here is the thing.  There is no place else I would rather be than by the side of Muriel Steingard Reed and I know she feels the same way about me.   She is the love of my life and travelling this path together makes the difficult times easier and the good times, well, maybe the best of times.  So maybe the sign is right after all.

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2 Comments on “Married, Fifty-Four Years”

  1. granny1947 Says:

    I just love this.
    Put the sign back up.
    You are blessed.

  2. Jane Fritz Says:

    What an absolutely beautiful tribute. We’re the same vintage (55 years in 2 weeks) and I’d say that sign is definitely worth hanging up again! Happy anniversary!

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