30 Years

It is over half my life and now half of his. Reflecting this morning, I sent off an SMS to my husband wishing him a happy anniversary. Characteristic of our lives, I am texting from York in England while out on a military field exercise.

He received it in Tel Aviv where he had traveled for a board meeting. Our children are in Richmond, Camberley, Heidelberg or Weisloch depending on the particular individual, the day of the week and time of day.

30 years is perhaps a long by today’s reckoning but I don’t think it is unreasonable at all. We have lived in a number of locations, watched our children grow from infancy traveled, loved, fought and made up. In spite of military and jobs requiring prolonged separation, we have kept up our commitment.

Perhaps we were lucky in choosing each other, or too stubborn to quit even when the going was extremely tough.

Another 30 would be really nice.

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