Today would have been our 47th wedding anniversary. I lost him five years ago. Anniversaries were never the same. I would be sad thinking of how much I missed him, how much I loved him, how many things we didn’t get to do, or places we didn’t get to see. I would think of the sad things about this day.
This morning I woke up and decided today I was going to focus on the good memories of the things we did do, the places we did go, the times we laughed. We had a good marriage so why shouldn’t I remember the good times!
For our 40th anniversary, we rented a cabin in a remote area just outside Eureka Springs. We had an amazing view of the river and the mountains. I woke up one morning to find Gary had created this rock message for me right outside below the deck. Gary was not the romantic type. For him to do something like this was worth more than any bought gift!
Gary was full of surprises. When we were still new in our relationship, and not much money, Gary wrote me a poem as a gift. It was a little quirky and somewhat corny, but my not so romantic man had written me a poem! That poem is still one of my most treasured gifts! It’s worn and somewhat discolored, but it is priceless. Things like that become more valuable and precious when the person who gave them to you are gone.
Gary was fastidious about his hair, every hair in place, “don’t touch my hair” fastidious. Only certain people were allowed to cut his hair. The day our Daughter was born, while they were prepping me, he was putting on mask and gown to be there by my side. He gets his mask on, turns to me and asks, “how to I look?” I jerked my head around and between contractions and with gritted teeth replied, “who gives a damn how YOU look right now!”. That was my man!
So many good memories. I was blessed to have the years I did have with him. I was blessed that someone like him loved me till the day they died. Tight
I DIDN’T GIVE UP! 