Right about now, 43 years ago Richard Anderson and I were married. We gave no thought, at least I didn't, to how long we would be married, even though we both said 'Until death do us part." It seems like yesterday, and yet it doesn't.
Three wonderful, grown children and three sweet grandchildren later here we are. Our secret? We don't have one -- except maybe not having expectations and in having an uncanny ability to adjust and re-adjust. Has it been an easy ride? Hell, no. We've had our share of 'knock down/drag-outs', in-law difficulties (his parents; not mine), of many, many joys, some tempered with sadness, of irritations, of crises, and with all the beauty and glory of raising three teenagers. And actually, our middle child could easily have counted for two. Luckily, I didn't kill her when she was 15 as she's a wonderful daughter, friend, and mother of her own little character.
We had made plans to have lunch today at Thames Oyster House in Baltimore, but as in our life together, fate has intervened. As I write this, Richard's 90-year old father lies in the hospital. He has been there for a week, has pneumonia, and has refused food and medication. He will be discharged from the hospital into the care of hospice in his home tomorrow, where in his lucid moments, he insists he be taken. And so we acquiesce. And so we adjust. We will celebrate our milestone tonight at dinner.
- I am a retired English teacher and department head, the mother of three, grand mother of three, and have been married to the same man for 42 years. I subscribe to Dr. PM Forni's concept of Civility. I was born in South Philadelphia and grew up in the 'burbs. I love soft pretzels and cheesesteaks, the Phillies, the Eagles, and San Diego. I love being Mom, Aunt Kathy, Nona Kathy, and Teacher. I spend a lot of time in my gardens in the spring and summer, and in the winter I plan what I'm going to plant. I also am an avid reader and photographer.