Fortunately holidays fall on the same date
every year. It may be a different day of the week, but it will be the same
date. Unfortunately, there are some dates that also come close to these
holidays.
Thirty years ago, we checked into a hotel that
is now closed, went up to our suite which was substituted for my reservation by
the hotel without an additional cost, got dressed up, walked down the street
and got married. Nothing fancy. A justice of the peace and his wife with an
inflatable Santa as a witness welcomed us out of the cold. Sign a couple pieces
of paper and hand over some bucks, say a few words and get a photo. Plain and
simple, just the way I like it. Probably thirty minutes to last what would have
been thirty years.
It may not have been a necessary marriage or
even an extemporary marriage. Like any relationships there were the ups and
downs and plenty of surprises.
This woman was like no other that I had ever
known. After three years of living together my proposal was, “We are pretty
good at this.” She didn’t know anything about me and I didn’t know anything
about her, but we knew each other together.
The wall built around our marriage not only
kept everyone else out but also kept the amazing happenings within. I had no
idea what I was getting into but it was an interesting adventure.
So babe, tonight I will open a bottle of wine
and pour two glasses. Happy Anniversary.
1 comment:
That's so sweet. It must be tough. Happy anniversary, my friend.
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