Without a doubt money can’t buy love, and money certainly didn’t buy our 30 years of marriage. We’ve seen our share of good times and bad times. We’ve seen each other through health and sickness. We’ve seen money just-enough to sustain us and poverty enough to ensure devotion and humility. For our relationship to have lasted this long, we needed to quickly adapt a short memory and increase an endless supply of compassion and forgiveness. We also discovered that friendship is just as important as being lovers!
I didn’t receive a pearl for my 30th wedding anniversary, but I did receive one of my heart’s desires. Having just moved into a new house, again for the hunteenth-time, and me really hating again the standard old short faucet, hubby took me to Home Depot to pick out a new one. It is beautiful; it is stainless steel, has a long neck, and the head pulls out, converting from spray to aerator.
My faucet, my gift, is installed and ready to use.
We’ve moved a lot in the past 13 years, and not by choice. But every home we’ve moved to my ever devoted Lancelot Knight tries to make me comfortable. He does his best to help me adjust to my new life and new surrounding and make it as user-friendly (“Nini-friendly”) as possible.
Hubby has always worn his heart for me on his sleeve.
Monday is our actual 30th Wedding Anniversary Day, but we are taking advantage of the weekend to celebrate, since Monday is a workday. Many would have booked a cruise or had celebrated with a big shabang, but we cannot afford something like that this year (yet another year), not with all the expenses of an unexpected move. But we did go to Red Lobster for brunch, and we had a wunderlicious good meal and time: wine and seafood pasta!
And at the end of our meal, our waitress, Crissy, an absolute sweet angel, surprised us with a dessert for two (after asking us if we were celebrating anything today, to which we replied, “Yes, but not something we want to be sung to!”). We shared a simple baked apple dumpling topped with a scoop of vanilla bean ice cream. All on Crissy!
After 30 years of marriage, we are still dreaming and planning for a Meditarrenean Cruise someday. We are not giving up on that dream, no matter what!
Food for thought: As a young woman in my 20’s and even 30’s, I would have never believed that today in my 50’s I would have been so ecstatic to have received a kitchen faucet for my anniversary. But here I am today and am thrilled with my gift! Go figure?
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