53 Years

 

Now that we are on the other side of 50 years of marriage, they seem to go faster and faster. 

It was a Saturday afternoon, the first day of our spring vacation, a break from the school where we met and were still both teaching. The wedding was at Tom's family church in Puyallup, back then the daffodil capitol of the Northwest. 

My sisters were my bridesmaids. My two brothers were ushers. The rest were Tom's brother and cousins. It was a family affair.

There was a lot of giggling when it came time for the kiss, because many of our fourth and fifth grade students were there. 

And there was CAKE!

Now that we have done our 50th up big, we are not doing big celebrations. We will go out for dinner, not fancy, just a treat from cooking. 

But the day will be noted. It is significant. There will be memories. Milestones are important and our marriage is one to be celebrated.