Today would have been my Mum and Dad’s 55th anniversary.
In 2008 we celebrated their Golden Wedding, and to be honest, I don’t think it crossed my mind at that point that they wouldn’t be around forever. Sadly, cancer of the kidney took my Mum in December of the following year.
But on their Golden wedding we had a party, just a small family gathering, and we all had a great day. And that is what I will remember every 22nd of March.
We had done a fair bit of planning in advance, which wasn’t always easy. I think my Mum and Dad developed radars at that time, which told them when my sister and I were either making plans, or trying to get information or photos without their knowledge.
We managed though.
One of the things we did was make a photo book, called “50 Golden Moments”, in which we listed fifty special memories. Some were happy, some emotional and some were probably just plain silly. Mum and Dad loved their book and Mum showed it to everybody.
When she went into hospital the following year after becoming ill, she asked for her book to be brought in, so she could show the nurses and other patients.
Fifty years together is pretty special anyway, but my Mum and Dad had something special between them. Everything they did, they did for each other and the three of us. I really do consider myself so very lucky.
It’s impossible to put a whole fifty years worth of memories into a book, but it is possible to cherish every memory. And that’s what I do now......I cherish every single memory.