Aw…Aren’t those kids cute? The youngster on the left was sixteen and the one on the right was nineteen.
That’s right. Gramps and I are celebrating thirty-two years of wedded bliss this week. We attribute our enduring lash-up to several things, one of which is…both of us are still alive! Another: Gramps wasn’t named Gramps way back then or I probably wouldn’t have married him. Sixteen-year-old girls can be so shallow.
But all joking aside, we attribute our long marriage to our faith in God. When we took our vows in front of Him and everybody we accepted them as binding until one of us quit breathing. We’ve hit a rough patch or two, but no matter how rough the road, divorce has never been an option to us.
Looking back on those green kids from our perch on the tree of middle-age makes us smile. Neither of us regret that young love and marriage for an instant.
And Gramps? I thank God for you and if I had it to do again, I’d dive right back in with you.
One of the infamous iPhone mug shots
Married, or unmarried, God bless all y’all and enjoy our wedding song, Til the Rivers All Run Dry by Don Williams and some cool cats in his band.
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