Today is another one of those "bittersweet" days.

50 years ago today, my dad and mom were married.    They had decided to get married when he was home on a quick leave.  They called around to invite family and friends, and really had quite a good turnout!   After a very short honeymoom, they went back to Boston where Dad was stationed while in the Navy.   I have their wedding album--Dad looks pretty spiffy in his Navy duds, and my mom the starry-eyed 19 year old girl in love with her sailor!   (In her size 5 dress cut down to a size 1 that was still too big--she had an 18 inch waist!  And so did I--when I was 12!!!   )

But there is no party, no open house, no pictures in the paper.....because Dad passed away almost a year ago.  

It's tough, these firsts.   I called Mom today and wished her a happy anniversary--after all, it is STILL her anniversary.  We miss Dad, but due to his condition before he went Home to be with Jesus, we wouldn't wish him back.  

So I write this entry as a tribute to the couple that gave me life and raised me, that are a major part of who I am.

Happy 50th Anniversary, Dad and Mom.

I love you.

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