Please permit me a brief personal note in my chain of rantings.
This morning I awoke at 5 AM to get the train from DC to NY. I noticed that it was Feb 10 and felt a certain familiarity with that date.
It was not until I was on the train that I got a note reminding me that it was our 69th anniversary.
Oops! It is not so much that I forgot, which, of course, is inexcusable, though it could be blamed on age.
We have never put much stock in recurring events like birthdays, regular holidays etc.
But, as the clock winds down in world blowing up, long marriages apparently are fewer and fewer and therefore more treasured. Less than 2% of all marriages get to the 70 mark.
Marriage, love, and all that goes with that, is a very changeable over time.
One might say love grows with time –if it does not blow out in the breezes of life—but it is probably more accurate to say that it changes for the better.
And, despite that some of the changes are not ‘perfect’, they cumulate into a bigger state of mind that embraces the other person more completely over time.
So, this note is to stipulate in public that Denie is more important in my life than she was 69 years ago.
And, I ask her forgiveness for my momentary forgetfulness this morning at the crack of dawn.
For those readers who are catching up – let me say it was and is worth every minute!