I think you better take me instead of your shop.
What does that mean?
Just that. You’d have less risk with me.
And that’s how it began! I never thought about marrying this guy. We were friends. He taught me how to sail. When I had car trouble, he fixed it. In return I made him dinner or did his laundry. We played bridge. We enjoyed the theater. He played piano. I listened. He was who I talked to about guys and with whom I shared my plans for a business. In short, he was the friend who I trusted on many levels so it made sense to trust that marrying him would be a good decision. I think he must have known that before risking a refusal!
Fifty years later here we are. We’ve experienced a lot of highs as well as some lows. Many of both involve family as we’ve celebrated children and grandchildren and mourned the loss of parents and siblings. A few times the marriage has had bumps in the road, but no matter the challenge we realized we are best off together. I am grateful that we had the fortitude to work through the hard times rather than walk away.
Looking back, I could never have dreamed all that has happened in fifty years. It reminds of the Dr. Seuss book Oh, the Places You Will Go. Who knows where we will go next, but we will do it together. Without question, we don’t have another fifty years in front of us which makes it important to celebrate each day and look forward to the anniversaries that are ahead.