Look at those two kids on their wedding day. They both had hair and neither was gray.
Once we've passed the big 5-0 celebration, each subsequent year just seems like that, just another year. There will be no big celebration. I'll spend the day doing my recovery and rehabilitation stuff and Tom will work outside until he leaves for a late afternoon eye appointment.
We will go out to dinner at a nearby favorite Mexican restaurant. Even a non-notable year deserves recognition. After all - 54 years!
It's hard not to think about how we all got old when I look at this photo, where we were all so young. Two of my sisters are gone. One of Tom's cousins passed years ago. The rest of us are all grandparents, some with adult grands.