I called my parents this morning to wish them a happy anniversary - thirty seven years - not bad. We chit chatted fondly about this past weekend's activities, good meals and fond memories over the years. As we were talking via speaker phone, they both received simultaneous text messages from their grandchildren: "Happy Anniversary Nana and Poppy"." It often dons on me that time has taken our family over many milestones, and although thirty seven is not a culminating number like twenty five or thirty, it is telling.
My parents are two people who have seldom been apart throughout their long relationship. From dating to rearing children, they rarely were far from each other's sides. Forming their own unique bond that has been respected and appreciated by our extended family and friends throughout the decades. Carefully creating for my lovely sister and I, a safe place filled with love, ambition, and good times. I think of them today with the fondest of thoughts and thankfulness. Knowing that their devotion to each other has kept our family strong as a unit. Also knowing that without their love and guidance to me over the years, I would never have been the person that I am today.
Of course I will always have a special place in my heart for my parents…I think that is a given. Frankly, they make that so easy. Just by being the very special, steady and wonderful people that they are separately, and together. What a blessing.
From Austin, here's to thirty more!
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