Today marks the day that my parents have been married for 65 years. We talked about what their wedding day was like. My mom and her girlfriends all got dressed and ready at my mom’s house, then made their way over to the church. My dad and his guys got ready separately and met at the church. I asked my mom if she had doughnuts from the family bakery before she put on her wedding dress. At that time, it was a practice to fast 24 hours before receiving Communion, so no one ate breakfast. The ceremony in the church was in the morning as was customary. I asked what was something that stood out. My mom answered that when her father walked her up the aisle and gave her hand to her husband-to-be, she remembered wondering what was going on in his mind and how he must have felt at that time. She also recalled that her brother sang. She became teary eyed as she recounted those moments. After the church ceremony, The wedding party had a brunch together. The wedding reception and dinner were held a little later at the hotel where my dad worked part-time. They danced the night away until midnight. Since then, there have been good times and bad, financial struggles and wealth, sickness and health. And they have stuck with each other through it all. I have the blessing to witness how this loving committment benefits their life long relationship through their later years. They have taught me and continue to teach me about love and life. I am extremely grateful to have them as my parents.

I Found God today celebrating my parent’s wedding anniversary.