Tomorrow is my 42nd anniversary. I know you don’t think I am old enough to be married that long, I know what you mean, I don’t feel old enough to be married that long either. But, when you think about it, we have two grown children and six, yes I said six, grandchildren. I guess we are both old enough.
Have I told you the story? The first time I saw him was at a birthday party, he looked pretty cute to me and his shoes were polished and he dressed well. After dating for a few weeks I decided to take him home to meet the parents. Here is one thing I noticed about him. He didn’t have a temper. My father had a quick temper and most any thing could set him off. While on this home leave my mother had a box of apples she wanted brought into the house and my man picked up the box and the bottom fell out and the apples flew every where. I naturally waited for the nasty words to escape his mouth and he just simply fix the bottom and picked up the apples. This was as odd as wearing a coat in July. I had never seen a man react so mildly to this seemingly awful thing.
Well, I didn’t base marrying Bob on this act alone but I can tell you this, I have never seen him discipline our children in anger. I have never heard him yell at our children or me because he was angry or for any other reason. I appreciate his patience in dealing with a wife who mostly thinks she knows it all. He is the calming force at our house, he is the patient get ‘er done kind of guy. I am the slam bam thank you mam, always in a hurry, I accomplish a lot but it is not usually perfect. What a pair we are.
I thank God that he took my decision of marriage, with out a thought of praying about it, and has helped two totally different people make a home and a happy life together
So, Happy Anniversary to my man, our children and grandchildren, it is fun to celebrate life together.