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MEMORIES OF PRE-WEDDING WEEK 1963

In case you are not a Facebook person, you may not know that every day they send you a status post from several years back just to remind you of what you have written.  This is the one I received today which I wrote on November 15, 2013.  It is still a true today as it was then.

This was such an exciting time for us 50 years ago. 2 days away from our wedding. Every night after work Milan would drive down to Wood St and pick me up and we would work on cleaning and arranging our little house we rented from Francis Murphy. Then he would take me back home and every house we passed had a light on and people were eating, or working in the kitchen, or watching TV (these were the days of picture windows) and we would talk about how lucky these people were to have their home and eat together, and we were just counting literally the hours until we would be like those people. The wedding was exciting of course because back in those days the wedding meant something, but the anticipation those last few days of being together in our own house - finally - was just so exciting. I have never forgotten. And I still love, 50 years later, sitting down at the table and eating with my husband, working together in the kitchen preparing the meal to the extent I can, spending the end of the day with him as he watches the news etc from his recliner back here in my office while I work on the computer. I still feel as blessed as I thought I would 50 years ago. And I don't take him, or our life together, for granted. I know how quickly it can all change, so I treasure every moment.
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