March 21 is the day my parents got married, back in
1963. They were married 46 years, until
Mom passed away and they were each other's best friend to the very end. That sounds a bit trite, but it's true.
Mom and Dad at a reception in honor of their marriage, Belgium, March 1963. |
Once, a few years before she passed away, Mom and Dad went
on a date to an expensive restaurant to celebrate their wedding
anniversary. The way they both told it,
they had a lovely, but hardly unusual, time.
By then, Dad had been retired for a number of years and they'd become
used to spending most of their days and evenings together, making up for lost
time, for all the years Dad traveled on business. So they talked about us kids,
getting the car serviced, which of them had remembered to take what
medications, who'd spoken to the grand kids last, about the books they were each
reading. (My parents love books and if they aren't reading one, they're probably
talking about one!)
Nothing really special or romantic or extraordinary – to
them, anyway.
When they asked for the bill, the waitress told them it already
had been paid. A much younger couple
sitting at a table nearby had been so charmed by them, that before leaving, they'd
paid my parent's bill as well their own.
They'd left them a note, too, that said that, being fairly newlywed,
they were sometimes afraid of growing old together because, so often, they'd see
older couples sitting at tables together in silence, barely looking at one
another, as if they had nothing left to say to each other. But seeing my parents, so obviously still in
love, and so deeply in conversation over their meal, enjoying each other's
company, had given them such hope for the future.
Mom said that note was one of the best anniversary presents
they ever got – and it came from total strangers!
Whoever that mystery couple is, I wish them a long and happy
journey, and a joyful growing old together.
They certainly added to why I've come to think of March 21
as one of the most romantic days on my calendar.
And by the way, I discovered only today that March 21 is also
National Common Courtesy Day. Mom was
such a stickler for politeness, she'd have loved that!
So in her honor, give up a seat on the bus, hold a door open
for a stranger, or simply greet someone with a smile today.
It's #CommonCourtesyDay!
Milou
Koenings is a USA Today best-selling author. She writes romance because, like chocolate, stories with a happy ending
bring more joy into the world and so make it a better place.
Her Green Pines sweet romances, Reclaiming Home and Sweet Blizzard are available on Amazon and Amazon.uk.
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Thank you for sharing the photo and your parents' lovely story, Milou!
ReplyDeleteMilou, that is such a touching story. Thanks for the reminder of Common Courtesy Day.
ReplyDeleteLovely post, Milou, and an excellent reminder. Common Courtesy Day should be every day!
ReplyDeleteI agree - wouldn't it be nice if it were every day!
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