The Sisyphus Comments

Short Walk Down Aisle Turns Into 25 Year Journey

Getting old definitely has its pitfalls. There are days that I can barely remember what I walked upstairs to get by the time I get there. Fortunately, I still recall most of the important things. For instance, I still clearly remember watching a beautiful woman walk down the aisle of a chapel on Saturday, November 20, 1982. The woman was my bride and today we have reached a major life milestone – our 25th wedding anniversary.

Of course, after that things get a little fuzzy until May 12, 1984 when my son was born. I remember watching the Star Trek marathon during all those long hours that my wife was in labor. Actually I would have probably forgotten that part but she takes every opportunity to remind me that I spent more time watching television than comforting her. (Note to future fathers – don’t even turn the television on when your wife is in labor – it just isn’t worth it) Then came the next big life event that is permanently burned into my memory, holding my new son just moments after he was born.  I also recall that my bride was still beautiful – even after just giving birth.

The remainder of the 25 years have been a blur with some bad times sprinkled in with a bunch of good times. That little baby that fit in the palm of my hand is now a man. Yes sir, things have sure changed over the last quarter of a century. The one constant – the anchor in this sea of change – has been my bride who is still there for me, for better or for worse. That is why, in my eyes, she is even more beautiful today than she was when she walked down that aisle 25 years ago. Happy anniversary, Wanda.