Today I've had one of those moments I'm not likely to forget for many years to come.
Watching your grandparents dance during their 50th wedding anniversary party is not something that happens every day.
And then watching your parents do the same to celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary.
Priceless.
It made me realise, yet again, how fast I'm ageing.
Already now, if I ever hoped to experience my 50th wedding anniversary (and I so do!), both me and my hubby-to-be would have to live till the age of 75, at least.
Thus, a shout out to my future hubby - stop playing around and come and find me, so I can have my anniversary, for crying out loud!
2 komentarze:
Well, I've been waiting for you, Mags. ;)
And as for long-lived marriages, my great-aunt and -uncle managed 71 years of marriage! Then again, people started a lot younger in those days, and if you'd done the same, your life of travel and adventure would have been severely curtailed. Cos za cos, as I believe you say en vuestra idioma. ;)
Not necessarily so.
There are more and more married couples conquering the world together. And travelling with your loved one is a different dimension of travelling :)
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