Not A Love Expert- #7
Tomorrow is my parents 59th wedding anniversary. I'm happy they've had 59 years of shared memories, and that they have each other for their remaining years. I have to admit that when I was a child, I wished they would have divorced. Their marriage wasn't one I considered to be a good one. I thought, If there were ever two people who should never have gotten married, it was my parents.
They are strong willed, controlling, and never hold back speaking their mind; especially when their adult children have made bad choices. The past, almost six decades, have been combative. They have yelled, sworn, slammed door, walked out, and lived in complete silence for months.
Now in their 80s, my parents have slowed down some. They still argue and yell at one another, but they have a rhythm they've never had before. They depend on each other to get through the day. One misses the other when they are apart too long. They hug and kiss more than I remember. And they finally say, "We just want to be happy."
Today, I am thankful that my parents are still married. I enjoy being with them when they reminisce about old times; like when they met. My parents never believed in divorce. For better or worse they stayed together. Every fight, every slammed door, every curse word means nothing now. I admire my parents for enduring their marriage.
They have taught me what marriage is and is not. Marriage is about endurance. Marriage is never giving up. Marriage is working through the hard times. Marriage is holding on to the good times. Marriage is not checking out. Marriage is not only sticking around for the kids. Marriage is not giving up EVER.
I'm proud of my parents. They have accomplished what many have not, including me.
Love you Mom and Dad. Happy Anniversary!
Tomorrow is my parents 59th wedding anniversary. I'm happy they've had 59 years of shared memories, and that they have each other for their remaining years. I have to admit that when I was a child, I wished they would have divorced. Their marriage wasn't one I considered to be a good one. I thought, If there were ever two people who should never have gotten married, it was my parents.
They are strong willed, controlling, and never hold back speaking their mind; especially when their adult children have made bad choices. The past, almost six decades, have been combative. They have yelled, sworn, slammed door, walked out, and lived in complete silence for months.
Now in their 80s, my parents have slowed down some. They still argue and yell at one another, but they have a rhythm they've never had before. They depend on each other to get through the day. One misses the other when they are apart too long. They hug and kiss more than I remember. And they finally say, "We just want to be happy."
Today, I am thankful that my parents are still married. I enjoy being with them when they reminisce about old times; like when they met. My parents never believed in divorce. For better or worse they stayed together. Every fight, every slammed door, every curse word means nothing now. I admire my parents for enduring their marriage.
They have taught me what marriage is and is not. Marriage is about endurance. Marriage is never giving up. Marriage is working through the hard times. Marriage is holding on to the good times. Marriage is not checking out. Marriage is not only sticking around for the kids. Marriage is not giving up EVER.
I'm proud of my parents. They have accomplished what many have not, including me.
Love you Mom and Dad. Happy Anniversary!