We had a lovely anniversary. We ended up going to a local spot for dinner and followed that up with a visit to the high school's talent show. I just found out late today that my oldest grandson was in the show playing in a band so of course I had to go watch him. And you know what? They were pretty good! And I'm not just saying that because I'm his Grandma. They were the last act and they received the most applause. I had him and another band member autograph the program so when they make it big I can show it off and say "I knew them when...."!
While at the local eating establishment an older couple was sitting at the next table. By older I mean in their 80's. Another gentleman came and sat with them and from the sounds of their conversation they were old friends who hadn't seen each other in quite some time. I didn't mean to eavesdrop but couldn't really help it since their advanced age required them to all speak loudly so they could hear what each other was saying.
The gentleman who joined the couple asked how they had been. They replied "pretty well considering we'll both turn 82 in June." They continued to converse and one thing lead to another and soon were remembering their pasts. The lady asked if he remembered the old "41 Chevy coupe they used to have and when he said he did he also asked if they remembered his "40 Chevy coupe! They then spoke of a time when they both had been to a rural neighborhood party of some sort with their dates and on the way home had both parked at a spot they referred to as "Lover's Lane". They continued chatting about people they had known and what had happened to them; when they passed away and from what. They reminisced about their early years of marriage and the raising of their children and what those children were doing now.
One thing lead to another and soon the man reached across the table and took the woman's hand and I heard the couple tell the man that they would be celebrating their 58th wedding anniversary in July of this year. What an accomplishment to have endured that many years together. I sat there envious, because Hubby and I will never see that many anniversaries, and yet I was forced to swallow the lump that had appeared in my throat for the happy times that Hubby and I have had and for the many years of happiness for the couple at the nearby table.