If you been following this blog for any length of time you may be aware that I don’t write much about my personal life. Or to phrase it another way, the only person I talk about is myself (and a little about my mom), leaving out specifics about family and friends, protecting their privacy.
Today, however, I must divulge that it is our 50th wedding anniversary. I can’t believe that we are that old. Both Jim and I have always looked and acted young even though we never found the fountain of youth.
Quoting the tile of a book by Ann Lamott, we would say, wow and thanks (but not help). Calling forth Mom’s last words at age 101, we would say, very grateful.
Today, however, I must divulge that it is our 50th wedding anniversary. I can’t believe that we are that old. Both Jim and I have always looked and acted young even though we never found the fountain of youth.
Quoting the tile of a book by Ann Lamott, we would say, wow and thanks (but not help). Calling forth Mom’s last words at age 101, we would say, very grateful.