If you think that all marriages start out like this:
And have to end up like this, you're wrong:
Being
married is sometimes like having an annoying roommate and every little
thing bugs you. But sometimes it’s like having a constant sleepover with your
best friend. Today is our 60th & 1/2 wedding anniversary (we were married
2/6/55) & it's amazing how not sick we are of each other yet. I
guess we no longer qualify as newlyweds. Of course, it doesn't hurt our
relationship that our eyesight is going:
Or that our hearing losses keep conversations interesting.
This is an actual conversation we had about my medications a couple of months ago--at least, this is the way we heard it:
Bud: These meds are made in India!!
Me: So? Cows do fine work.
Bud: Llamas.
Me: Llamas are in Peru!!
Bud: I said "Brahmas".
Me: Barrack Obrahma?
Of course, we always take life seriously &
still dress properly for any occasion.
This is us at our nephew's recent 60th birthday party:
Like many other young couples,
we had a burning desire to be married:
Our parents weren't sure we were made for each other:
We had a traditional ceremony:
We followed all the rules of happy marriages
that had been handed down worldwide for centuries:
After several years my husband decided to assert himself:
Of course, that caused problems.
We didn't communicate as well:
We had grown apart:
We thought about going our own ways:
But that created other problems:
It was then that we realized how much
we truly needed each other:
We no longer needed words to communicate:
We love each other for who we are:
Did you know:
Oldyweds can still enjoy
those playful little romantic moments:
I never knew what real happiness
was until I got married…then it was too late----fishducky
