“A wedding anniversary is the celebration of love, trust, partnership, tolerance and tenacity. The order varies for any given year.” – Paul Sweeney
Monday, August 25th
My parents married on this day when I was twelve years old. It was a summer wedding in a public park officiated by an older woman who looked like the spiritual lifeguard in the movie “Poltergeist”. Mom wore a gorgeous blue angora dress (yes, on a hot summer’s day) and as the ceremony progressed she had an allergic reaction to the wayward strands of fiber. Everyone was touched by how many tears were rolling down her cheeks. We ate at a nearby burger restaurant known for their Pirate Packs – a burger deluxe served in a folded paper pirate ship with golden chocolate coins hidden below deck. This about sums up the wonderfully wacky romance between my parents.
I called Mom to wish her a happy anniversary and she hadn’t even registered that it was today. My parents are called “The Bobsy Twins” since they are always seen around town together. Their relationship has changed over the years and they are much more reliant on and communicative with one another. I like that. It is more to have a closer daily relationship than a spectacular anniversary celebration once a year.
Do you remember special dates?