Anniversary

Forty years with the same man....or 40 years with the same woman, depending upon who's doing the writing.

It seems like a lifetime.And in many ways it has been a lifetime.

I recently posted the life lessons I had learned in each decade of my life. I think I can post four things I've learned for each decade of this marriage.

The first decade I learned that just because one circles things in catalogs, leaves them on his pillow and puts coupons for them inside, one is still likely to get a collapsible laundry cart on wheels for Christmas that sits under the clothes chute in the basement.

The second decade I learned that if you say something like, "As soon as you get out of law school, I'm enrolling in a degree program," you'd best be ready to put up or shut up.

The third decade I learned that when children leave home, some of them stay gone...and take grand children with them. Despite what I read for the statistics, some kids, both of ours in fact, really never come home after college and that sometime one must launch a search to find out where they have gone and then one has to quit high-paying, corporate jobs to move closer to them. Most of that last 'learning' was facetious...especially the 'high-paying' part.

This last decade I have learned the most.  I learned that most things I thought were important, in fact, were not. Right now I would give much for a collapsible laundry cart on wheels...because it would mean that I have a basement, and yes, I am writing this sitting in Tornado Alley during tornado season. Boo!

Happy Anniversary Honey.