Twas the day my dad and mom got married.
Today would've been their 56th wedding anniversary.
They were stupidly crazy about each other. She was 19 and he was 23.
Just kids really.
What did they know about love and marriage and commitment and forever?
And yet, somehow they managed to keep it together through 5 decades of marriage.
They loved each other right til the end. Not a day passed without him telling her that he loved her, she was beautiful, and that marrying her was the best thing he'd ever done.
The last words he spoke were kind, loving, affirming and for my mom, "You are a good woman."
Thanks, dad and mom. For showing us how it's done.