Note: This shall be my anniversary post for my parents who shall be celebrating their wedding anniversary on the 4th of June. As I won’t be online from June 3-7, I deemed it best to publish this post for Nostalgia. I am going to return your visits and comments when I get back from my trip. Till then!
It was 32 years ago when my parents vowed to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, till death do them part.
When my mother walked down the aisle on that special day, there was already one life that’s beating inside her.
She was 5 months on the family way at a tender age of 18. I believe I have blogged about the details of my parents’ early marriage long before.
They were documented here:
That life inside my Mom was me It wasn’t an easy journey for both of them. Life has been difficult and unpredictable. But they were able to endure everything despite the odds.
Anniversaries are supposed to be celebrated with joy. But with my father’s demise eight years ago, their anniversaries basically became non-existent. We only have the fondest memory of my father who took care of this family.
Nonetheless, I can’t help but feel nostalgic.
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