We usually eat at Jason's deli about once a week. The last few times I've noticed a banner hanging from the ceiling. Apparently Jason's started the same year that we got married, because the banner says, "30 Delicious Years!"
It's hard to believe that it's been 30 years. We always laugh and say that sometimes it feels like it was just yesterday, and sometimes it feels like it's been forever.
I liked this article that Stefani reprinted in her blog:
Aren't these people missing the point? Maybe every little girl dreams of her wedding, but I don't. The only thing I dream about is being with someone I love, not showing off for 300 of our "closest" relatives and friends. I'd rather be that cute little old couple 60 years from now than divorced just because I jumped too quick, being all excited about diamonds and dresses.
I don't recall ever dreaming about a wedding--not ever. Maybe it wasn't the big deal then that it is now, with all the wedding stuff on television, etc. But I never had any interest in having a big wedding, never cared about being the center of attention or having a huge spectacle, and I couldn't ask my parents to pay for something like that, even if I had wanted it.
Our little wedding in the chapel in Miami, Oklahoma, worked just fine. The wedding itself doesn't matter, it's the marriage that matters.
Bob took me out to dinner to Stephenson's Apple Farm Restaurant Wednesday night. The last couple of times we went there we felt like it wasn't as good as it had been, but it's kind of "our" place since we've been going there forever, and that's where I wanted to go. And it was good, just as good as it used to be. We had a nice time. It's sort of far away from home, but I always enjoy the drive. I always fall asleep on the way home, too. Bob got a call on his cell phone about half the way home, so I felt free to doze, and it was nice.
He gave me a beautiful 4-carat "London Blue" topaz pendant and matching emerald cut earrings. It was big surprise--I thought we were getting each other small gifts this year. Unfortunately, when we make that kind of an agreement, I always keep it, and Bob almost always ignores it. I bought him a pair of kitchen shears.
Snowdrops
In this thin sun, snowdrops blossom
January orchids too, clumping in my wood.
Not a heart-thrumming miracle, but one
Of Nature’s faithful promises of Spring,
Year stacks on year, like woodrings
Or a good marriage, growing into itself.
~ David Knopfler, Blood Stones and Rhythmic Beasts
October is National Breast Cancer Awareness Month
6 comments:
Congratulations on your anniversary! Bob sounds like such a sweetie.
Congratulations and Happy Anniversary!
Happy Anniversary, Willa! Eddie and I did not have a big wedding either. We were married by a Justice of the Peace in Georgia. We didn't have money for a big wedding and neither did my parents. I can't imagine going through all that stress and expense anyway for about 15 or 20 minutes of ceremony. After all, you have the rest of your lives to celebrate once you are married.
It is all about the marriage.
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!
(And thank you so much for being in MY spectacle of a wedding. Just the thought of you reading, of you and Bob both being there . . .it still means the absolute world)
So, thanks for being so very awesome! And from NYC, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to one of my very favorite couples!
Congratulations Willa and Bob!
Happy Anniversary, Willa and Bob! October is such a nice month for an anniversary -- were the fall colors in glorious abundance back in 1976?
My husband and I are celebrating our 28th wedding anniversary this coming November (the 25th). We got married on Thanksgiving weekend to make it easier for my dh's family to make it. I can't believe it's been that many years...I just can't.
I suppose it was a "spectacle" of a wedding (afternoon church wedding with full dinner/dancing reception afterwards), but I got married at 22 and my mother controlled most of (and my parents paid for all of)the wedding. We had about 75 guests, I think (some couldn't make it because of bad weather in upstate NY where they were coming from).
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