Today is an anniversary of which I am well aware, Pearl Harbor Day. I am convinced it changed my life. I was a happy toddler with three big brothers. Within a matter of a few short months, two of those big brothers were whisked away in US Navy Blue to serve our country plus my dad started working nights and sleeping days. For all intents and purposes, that meant three “men” were suddenly gone from my life and my mother turned inward with grief and worry, suffered a variety of illnesses.
Today is another anniversary of which I am also aware, that of my parents. I look at this old photo of these young people that I never knew. I never knew them because by the time I came along, life had weighed them down. However, along with the weighty matters came the benefits of lessons learned. I was blessed to know the more settled folks who knew deeper and sacrificial love, the ones who had lived the vows they made on their wedding day.
Today carries many anniversary memories for me. I am thankful most of the anniversary memories were happy for my parents.
© Marilyn Sue (Libby) Moore 12-7-2011