Today would have been 50th wedding anniversary for my parents. I called my mom this morning to check on her and she was going good but you could tell it was hard. She and we all for that matter miss Daddy so much.
They met in November of 1960 and immediately hit it off. They were married June 30, 1961. My sister came a little over a year later. The joke always was that Daddy could never tell the story right at times. He would say "We got married on June 30 and she was born July 13th." He would sometimes leave out the part of it being over a year later that they were married. Everyone would laugh and Mama would just roll her eyes.
Over the years they faced challenges like all married couples do - sickness, car wrecks, cancer, raising kids - yes unknown to everyone else who thinks my sister and I are perfect, we did give them a few gray hairs. But through all the years there was one thing that never changed and that was the love that they had for each other. They showed me what true love and commitment was. I remember one year for Christmas he gave her a crockpot but when she opened it up to look at it, there was box with a pair of diamond ear-rings in there. That was the kind of stuff he did. But what I remember the most is the little things he did for her - he always told her that he loved her, bought her roses every year for Valentines Day and their anniversary - but most of all he was just there for her. They were there for each other.
So I can't imagine how hard today is for my mom. One of the big milestones that you celebrate with family and friends won't happen now. But most of all, she won't get to share this big day with her best friend.
Happy Anniversay to my parents. I love you!
