Twenty-nine years ago today, I married the love of my life. She was my lover, my sweetheart, my rock, and my friend. This is our first anniversary apart and I miss her terribly.
We were planning for what we would do for our thirtieth anniversary. Some of ideas were to have the big church wedding we didn’t have when we were young and maybe take an Alaskan cruise. The thought that we wouldn’t get to do those things never really entered our mind in any serious way. Like most people, we always assumed that there would be tomorrow.
Today also marks exactly 31 weeks that my sweetie has been gone.
Like most Saturdays, Kevin and I will continue the tradition that Cindy and I started. We will have breakfast at the Queen Creek Cafe. It’s only fitting since that is where Cindy and I had our anniversary dinner last year. Cindy was just out of the hospital and rehab following her open-heart surgery and we wanted to find some place nice and close to home. The QC Cafe fit the bill.
I’m not really sure what I will do the rest of the day, but I bet it will involve cleaning and working on organizing my autograph collection. Those are both projects that never seem to end.
Have a great day, y’all.
Oh yes, before I go. Here’s one more thought. Cindy and I really didn’t have a song that we would call ours, but I did sing one to her when I proposed and again when she was recovering from heart surgery. Here’s a video of my favorite singer, George Jones, singing the song. It’s called “Walk Through This World With Me.” I hope you like it.