This weekend brought bittersweet feelings - the happy of watching my daughter on homecoming court, enjoying her senior year - and burying a very close aunt who passed away at the amazing age of 83. Four days filled with highs and lows, happy and sad.
My uncle and aunt had an amazing life together, married almost 63 years. One of those ridiculously happy - soulmate kind of marriages. While it was very hard to watch him remember, and then to say goodbye, it was obvious in looking at all the pictures that they had such a happy life together.
My favorite picture (if I can get it scanned, I will post) is of them at a dance. I'm guessing somewhere like the Silver Dome Ballroom. They're sitting at a banquet table, a bottle of 50/50 soda on the table next to them. My uncle has his arms around her shoulders, and they are just SO in love. It's one of those moments caught on film. Ageless.
Many people comment on the relationship I have with my DH, stating that we are very compatible, very happy, and just enjoy being with each other. And I can honestly say that is true. I feel closer to him with every year we are together - more in love. These last few months have been trying. For no particular reason. But we've been, should I say, taking each other for granted? The spark has not been there. And I think that seeing my uncle talk about his life with his wife, and seeing those amazing pictures, was all we needed to bring ourselves back to normal.
A lesson to us all. We will argue, we will disagree. But in the end, if our lives are caught on film, it's the happy times we want to capture. It's those times we need to focus on. and live for.
No comments:
Post a Comment