This is the annual celebration of one of the three best days of my life.
The other two are the natal anniversaries of our children, but this is the biggest and bestest of the three: my wife and I's wedding anniversary.
She can be forgiven if she has slightly less exuberance when this day arrives. Forty-three years of living every single day with O Henry's Red Chief will dampen one's enthusiasms-though it certainly hasn't had that effect on mine.
I offered what follows some years back in this space and it was then, and will always be, true. Sigrid geboren Schubert, you are the most wonderful thing that has or could have ever happened to me. And I will love you forever and even longer than that.
I Know I Ain't Nobody's Bargain
It was on this day in 1977 Sigrid Schubert and I wed in the Federal Republic of Germany, known then as West Germany, at Offenbach am Main's Rathaus at twenty after ten in the morning with Evelyn F, Sigrid's friend, and Chris H, my friend to this very day, as witnesses.
She is everything I have wanted to be or to do and she makes me a better man by knowing that she loves me, often despite who I am. I can remember the most minute of details of that day and have driven her and both of our adult children to distraction and beyond recounting them incessantly AND also on an annual basis with today as my excuse, so I'll skip them here, but they know what will happen, just not when.
Happy Anniversary, angel eyes.
-bill kenny
4 comments:
Happy Anniversary!
Thanks!
Happy Anniversary. I wish your bride infinite patience, although I suspect she has that already.
Thanks!
As she pointed out this morning, 'it feels a lot longer than 43 years.'
But I think that's because the Germans use the metric system for measurement. (I hope)
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