Dear Reader,
Forty-six years. On Sunday, my husband, Bob, will have been married for 46 years. It's romantic just thinking about it. Lately I've been adding to my conversations, "Oh, did I tell you that on December 18th, Bob and I will be married 46 years!" People smile and look at me with amazement. Truthfully, my husband and I are amazed too, whenever we say "46 years" out loud. Time passes way too quickly when you're in love.
Forty-six years, we may be getting older, but the romance is still in bloom. When we get in the car to go somewhere, my husband opens my door and frequently tells me, "Suzanne, when we're driving somewhere together it still feels like we're on a date."
It was a simple start, married by a Justice of the Peace. No diamond ring, instead I wear a gold initial ring on my finger that was passed down through my husband's family. No honeymoon. My husband and I were running a business together (we've worked side-by-side for all 46 years) and we couldn't get away for a honeymoon. But we hardly even noticed. The important thing was just being together, and we still feel that way today.
When friends ask, "What are you going to do to celebrate 46 years?"
I tell them, "Nothing special, we'll probably split a sandwich, sit on a bench near some shops and do some people watching."
That might not sound very exciting to most people, but when you're still crazy in love it's a very special celebration, to simply do a little bit of "nothing" with the man who has loved and cherished you for 46 years.
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
Peace be with you this holiday season,
Suzanne Beecher
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