Happy Anniversary, Mom and Dad

Today is the Butcher's Parents' anniversary. If my math is right, they've been married 48 years.

For the most part, the family doesn't make much of a deal of these kinds of things and I don't think the 'rents themselves do anything to mark the occasion other than go out to a nice dinner.

But it's worth noting for one important reason - they've taught by doing. Their ongoing commitment through all the years of ups and downs was the primary source of my own attitude toward marriage. Thus my approach towards my relationship with the Butcher's Wife, which is now in its fifteenth year (11 of them married), has always been that neither one of us is leaving until they're carted off in a box. (She, by the way, is of the same mindset for the same reason. Her parents have been married 40-odd years as well.) And this is an enormous source of strength when it comes to sorting things out between us, as must inevitably happen from time to time. It strikes me that this is a lesson lost on a lot of people these days.

So I suppose the main thing to say in order to mark the day is - thanks!

Yip! Yip! Yip!