Today would have been my parents’ 35th wedding anniversary. Thirty-five years! I can’t believe it! Awhile back, I talked about what my parents’ marriage has taught me about love (and a few marriage rules they taught me to break…). It’s amazing how much we learn about love from our parents, isn’t it? After all, they’re usually our first encounter with love, and we tend to take our cue from them — cues about what love is, what it means to truly love someone, what healthy love looks like, how to be a compassionate person.
I’m thankful I had such good role models when it comes to love. While my mom was doing some cleaning today, she came across their marriage certificate. A sign from my father? Like one of his little love pats that he was known for? It’s comforting to think that he’s somewhere watching us and sending my mom an extra dose of love on their anniversary.
My mom posted this on Facebook last night, and I think it sums up the day pretty well: “Thinking about what was and what might have been make for some wistful thoughts…we were lucky while it lasted…” Lucky, indeed. Thanks, mom and dad, for all the love lessons — both big and small. Your love has inspired so many! xoxo