Happy Anniversary to My Parents!
Today is my parent’s 69th anniversary. I’m sharing my thoughts on the example they’ve set. Sixty-nine years of marriage is a major accomplishment. Mom and Dad have had a good life but not an easy one. They didn’t start with much. They married after my dad returned from World War II, lived in converted army housing while my dad attended college and my mom worked in a bank. They’ve buried two grandchildren, one sibling and many of their friends. My parents don’t dwell on the sad times, they acknowledge them and move on.
My dad has worked from the time he was nine years old. He started selling herring (yes, the fish) door to door, then had a paper route, did farm work and worked his way through his electrical engineering degree as an electrician and surveyor. My mom grew up on a farm in Kansas during the depression. She actually did walk to school through the snow and managed to live without indoor plumbing. From them I’ve learned a lot They don’t so much talk about how to live, they model it.
- a genuine faith in God
- a strong work ethic
- valuing people more than things
- extreme loyalty to both family and friends
- a generous spirit, with resources and time
- a committed love for each other
- an unwavering love for their children and grandchildren, even when we weren’t very loveable
- never let an obstacle stop him from trying
- taught me to drive, but wouldn’t let me take the car until I learned to change a tire, the oil, and gap the spark plugs
- when I wanted a color TV like all my friends, helped me build one from a kit (I admit it never worked very well. 🙂
- was always loving and affectionate
- would make any of us any type of food we ever asked for, including a different pie for every person on holidays on request. Cooking was how she showed her love. It’s a wonder I’m not a blimp!
- put up with all of us through our awkward years, loving us and listening to us
These are not the “reasons” I’m caring for my parents in their old age but it gives me determination to continue when things are hard, sleep is scarce and the work isn’t glamorous. So thanks, Mom and Dad for being who you are. I love you guys.