Friday, July 3, 2015

48 years

My husband and I just celebrated 48 years of marriage.  I feel incredibly lucky. Lucky that I met him. Lucky that he has been my friend this long. Lucky that we still enjoy the same things, and doing things together.  Lucky that we are still both alive and healthy.  But knowing that we have taken care of each other, and can do so again if necessary.  We have managed to survive when we both lost our jobs and had to survive on food stamps and unemployment.

That marriage vow about for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health,  wasn’t written for people of typical marriage age.  It was clearly written with hindsight, on a marriage that worked.

People ask me for advice on marriage.  I don’t know how to convey luck.

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