These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

April 9, 1931

On this day seventy-seven years ago my parents were married. No, they are no longer here. The last anniversary they shared was their sixty-ninth, in 2000. Then within six weeks, my dad was gone at age 90, and three weeks later, so was my mom, aged 88. Sadly, at the time of that anniversary my mom was already wandering in the no man's land of Alzheimer's. I suspect that she wasn't aware of the anniversary before that one, either, at least not on a level that we understand.

But my parents had a connection that transcends the typical concept of "communication."
I'm sure of that, not because I have any kind of proof, but my gut tells me so. There were just things that I couldn't help but feel were signs of their very special relationship. And I was completely convinced of this fact when my mom chose to quit accepting sustenance just a few days after Daddy died. She wanted to be with him, I'm sure. And what Mama might have had in her head and her heart on that anniversary eight years ago, well, it's anyone's guess.

I'm writing this because I've been thinking of them today, their day. I think it is a marvel that they stayed together through all kinds of ups and downs, wonderful times and times that would take most of us to our knees, and they kept seeking for the silver lining on the clouds, despite it all. I wonder how many of us could begin to believe in ourselves and our partners the way my parents did. They were both strong in body and will. Strong bodied from the years of farm life, decades of keeping up with us kids and even grandkids, working at later jobs that kept their bodies in shape, then going home to work in the garden. Strong willed, because they simply would not give up, give in. Even stubborn, each in his/her own way, and often to the angst of us kids as we tried to help in ways that they saw as interfering. Not all sunshine and beauty, for sure. However, without those qualities and the trials of life, they might not have made it to those marvelous statistical ages and anniversaries.

Sometimes, the hard times seem to make the people living them pull together, stronger for their experiences. I'm glad my parents had that kind of bond. My own haven't been that strong, unfortunately, but I still believe I've gained from the bit of simple fortune I was blessed with, just being their daughter. And I'm very happy for that.

Happy Anniversary, Mother and Daddy.


  1. nice rememberance.
    life is a series of ups and down, huh?
    chris taught me that being in a good healthy relationship means you are each others biggest advocates.
    i love him.
    and incidentally, today is his birthday.
    it's a good day for us both.
    happy april 9th to you!

  2. What a tribute. The love you have for your parents shines through in every word. Thank you for sharing it.

  3. What a lovely tribute to your parents.

  4. Cameo, yeah, what you said! Tell Chris HB from me! We are both pretty lucky, each in our own ways, aren't we? :)

    Traci, I'm certainly among the lucky people in the world to have had the par (and of course, neither am/was I), but they were pretty awesome in the heritage they gave me. Thanks for stopping by.

  5. Daisy, thanks. They were deserving.

  6. 69 years!!! That is amazing and inspiring and wonderful. I only hope I get close to that kind of time with my husband. Wow! I'm so glad you shared this.

  7. Melissa, isn't it? I think we need to believe that it *is* possible, it *can* happen. Yes, it can. Yes, you can!

  8. Happy Anniversary, today (April 10th) would have been my Great Grammie's 118th birthday. She died in 1988. I still miss her.

    I like to think Stacy and I are in it for the long haul. I certainly do not take my marriage vows lightly. Is it always easy - NO? Is it always worth it - YES!

  9. Patti, thanks, and happy birthday, Great Grammie.

    You know, there's that old adage that says something like ... nothing worth having comes without a price (greatly paraphrased). Isn't it the truth? If it's worth having, it is worth working for. Good for you!

  10. There is something to be said for that generation... They stayed together no matter what, acknowledging both the sunshine and the clouds of marriage... You said it very poignantly, Lynilu.
    Happy Anniversary in memory to them...

  11. I loved what you wrote. What a great way to honor their day.

  12. Annie, yes, there is something very special about them. The fact that so many made it through is, in itself, a bit of a miracle, let alone that they stayed together under circumstances that would put many of today's generations prostrate. Or in divorce court. I appreciate your memory wishes. :)

    Casey, thank you. They were certainly worth the words, wonderful parents, for sure. :)


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