We celebrate important milestones in our family. Whether it’s a birthday, graduation, or another occasion, we come together to share good food, good drinks and a fine dessert. Mix in a few laughs and lots of talk, it becomes that preserved, cherished memory.
Today is one of those days where we celebrate to the fullest, my parents’ sixtieth anniversary. Sixty years, by any measure, is truly an occasion to celebrate. The axiom that “marriage isn’t easy”, there are days when everything clicks. And, there are days when it doesn’t. Sixty years says there were, and are, days when everything clicks far outnumber, by a wide margin, those that didn’t. Of course, after sixty years, there’s still that exasperated “that man” said aloud.
The family celebration awaits until Saturday night, partly to accommodate the girls’ long day of classes and the brisk weather. Then, it’ll be grill on with a warmer evening. To celebrate the goodness of life and family, the stuff that counts.
Happy anniversary, mom and dad, with many, many more to come.