They met in 1961.
On a blind date.
While she was pinned to someone else.
That guy was soon forgotten,
As she agreed to marry my dad a few days later.
My Oma dropped a plate in surprise.
Then my mom took off for Europe for three months,
And they were married after Christmas.
A romantic, yet impulsive, beginning.
Throughout the years,
They have had their conflicts.
But they always work them out,
And neither of them holds grudges,
Nor takes the fights too seriously.
It’s not passion, nor values, nor their kids, nor sheer dedication,
Although they’ve had them all.
Mom says theirs is a spiritual union.
That doesn’t mean they’re united in God’s eyes,
And thus will be forever connected.
It means that they continue to help each other grow and learn.
And that’s an excitement that never gets old.
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Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad. Your relationship is an inspiration to everyone who knows you. I love you both very much.
Do any of you have any marital secrets you’d like to share? I’d love to know them…