50 years
18250 days…plus a few extra for leap years.
A forever, but also an instant,
An eternity, but the blink of an eye.
We were young and optimistic,
Bravely stepping off the edge.
We promised to grow old together,
Confronting the unknown,
Full of faith, but still a bit scared.
And those days passed
One by one they crept or sped.
The clock ticked.
The pages turned.
Chapters were completed.
Children born, raised, launched.
Returned and relaunched.
Grandchildren sprang up.
But, we have slowed down,
As the years have accelerated.
We won’t get another fifty.
We don’t have the energy for them.
Each day we wake up together,
We are thankful for one more.
Each night we snuggle into each other,
Grateful we have kept our promises.
And when we step off the final edge,
A bit scared, into eternity,
We will be old and optimistic,
And still full of faith.
Perfectly describes your journey, but also resonates with us as we reflect on our journey. How often we hold each other with thanksgiving for the pledge we made and for these many years,...and then we hug a little tighter as we recognize that our days have been numbered and some day we will be asked to let go. It is both inevitable and unthinkable. Thanks for sharing this. Your writing always speaks to me.
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