There it is do the math- Happy Anniversary to us.
On this day in 1972 a couple of hippie kids with two of their friends climbed into my 1956 VW bug and drove to North Carolina and got married.
It was that simple-
This morning we are still here 37 years later and I am rich beyond imagination.
As we woke this morning I thought of what I have.
All my riches-
I married a man who cares deeply about me and my family.
I live in the country, on the family farm; it is wonderful and beautiful here most days.
We have two grown children who are good people that contribute to society, have jobs, pay their bills are good citizens. They are both in healthy relationships, with people who care about them.
I have friends; I have met many, many people living here in Seagrove who have traveled to my door looking for pots and potters.
I know potters from around the world.
I know potters who live in my world here and through out North Carolina.
And I get up daily and make something out of clay-
So- keep your diamonds, you’re Cadillac and your yacht and I will keep my life with as is.
Happy Anniversary!
7 comments:
amen to that last sentiment and congratulations
Happy Anniversary! Congratulations on 37 years together it sounds like you have a lot to be thankful for. :)
My husband and I are coming up on 20 years May 19 - weird how time is both excruciatingly fast and slow sometimes.
Congratulations: You are rich indeed. Keep your hands in the dirt and your head in the air.
Hey, You did pick a good 'un. Glad to have him in the family. Congrats on 37 years of bliss. hugs, les
this is so funny, the first word out of my mouth after I read your blog was Amen, and then I read the first post. Well, anyway, AMEN again and happy anniversary. You ARE truly blessed. I feel the same way about my life. We are the lucky ones!
Thanks all- we are all blessed when we get to do something we want. Today is one of those days that fills me with hope that the economy will come back around and that the art buyers are out there- seeing what Tracey does with her kids and keeping up with Sofia and "her" dad fill me with such hope-
I really want us all to have that balance without fear- fear of not paying the bills or not being able to make art.
Just to throw a mug and have someone else use it----- it is a gift.
Today- there is hope.
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