Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Happy 65th Birthday to Steve!
We met when he was nineteen, forty six years ago, on a cold November evening. He was cute, a little crazy like me, and someone who expected a lot from life. Sometimes it seems like we met a zillion years ago, other times it feels like yesterday. The journey together has been rocky, amazing, exhausting, frantic, fun, devastating, and exhilarating. I suppose anyone can say that about their life because no one gets a sweet ride. Everyone experiences bumps. It’s the size of the bumps, the texture, the smell, the density, the shape that differs. We’ve celebrated nearly 550 birthdays together, if you count all of our children, their spouses and our grandchildren. And we’ve got dozens ahead of us. I no longer expect or entertain the thought that the last of our life together will be a slow meandering on paved roads. What I do know is that whatever lies ahead, however steep the curves, I’ve got a great driving partner by my side.