"I don't know of any other people who have been married as long as you," my daughter commented. She went on to say that none of her friends had parents with long-term marriages and they were probably a thing of the past. What happened to commitment? Couples who marry usually say vows. In the Christian tradition, they promise to be there for each other in sickness and health, for as long as they live. Fifty-five years ago my husband and I made these promises to one another. We have had an unbelievably happy marriage. Yes, we have supported one another in sickness, health, sorrow, laughter and surprises. I don't think we would have survived our daughter's death, and raising her twin children, were it not for our solid marriage. We beame a team when we married and are still one.
But the most important thing I learned from our marriage is that love grows as the years pass. Each day, I love my husband more than yesterday, and that will always be true. So I thank my husband for his love and all the happy years we have shared. Onward to 55 more!