I was writing a sentiment in a greeting card to my wife. Today is our 34th anniversary.
It was a Saturday, just like today. November 11, Veterans Day. President George H. W. Bush was in town for the weekend to dedicate the Texas Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Fair Park on Sunday. Friday night, November 10th, we had been at the church rehearsing, and then drove to Addison to Dovie’s Restaurant for the rehearsal dinner.
The police had closed (briefly) the North Dallas Tollway and all overpasses as the President was traveling on that particular roadway. We were trying to cross over it and had to wait on him to pass by. The Rolling Stones were in town for a Saturday night concert. The traffic caused us to delay the start of our wedding ceremony. And Corazon Aquino, the president of the Philippines was here to deliver a speech on November 11.
Of all of these, the biggest for me was our wedding. As I was writing in my wife’s card, it hit me. I am 68, and we have been married 34 years. She has been with me half of my life. Remembering times when she was not with me gets harder from here on out. Because as we go forward, she will have been in my life more time than she has not been in my life. Father in heaven, thank You. All that You give us is good. Help us to see, in Jesus’ name, Amen!