Where has the time gone?

Somehow, during the last 45 years together, my husband and I have managed to raise three children, build a home and struggle through life’s inevitable “ups & downs” with the “downs” still leading.  There’s still a faint glimmer of hope that things will improve but there are days when it’s difficult to find any light at the end of that long, winding tunnel.

“Too Little Time”….our wedding song, the love theme from “The Glenn Miller Story”…I was raised on all that Big Band music.  Actually, it was mandated by my father who didn’t allow me to listen to the Doo Wop of the 50’s or any Rock n’Roll that followed.

Or so he thought…

I played his record game while he was around but when he wasn’t, I listened to the few 45’s that I had hidden away like “My Prayer” by the Platters or “Angel Face” by The Neons.  That one ended up getting broken into shards when I got caught “playing my crappy music” one afternoon.  After that it was back to Artie Shaw, Jimmy Dorsey and whatever else the parental leadership allowed.

Have to admit that I did become fond of Glenn Miller’s music, especially after being dragged to see the 1954 movie made about him; that lovely tune, by Henry Mancini, always stayed in my mind.

Back in 1970, the wedding song of almost every-one’s choice was “We’ve Only Just Begun” by The Carpenters; it was played to death at wedding after wedding but not at ours.  Somehow, I managed to get a copy of sheet music for “Too Little Time” and it became our song for October 4, 1970 at our small, but elegant wedding reception.

 

It’s been an interesting ride with two Virgos at the wheel, both being backseat drivers to everything the other one does, but… we’ve managed to survive regardless of  family, and other, turmoil.  Our biggest gifts in life, aside from our kids,  have been our incredible, beautiful, genius grandchildren; there is no better reward that God can bestow on any human being.  They are what makes the endless bumps in life’s road almost non-existent.

Would we do it all again?  Hard to say.  Maybe…John and I would,  if given another chance and the opportunity to do many things differently.  Hopefully, if we manage to survive this dreadful economy and make it through another five years, we might have a 50th Anniversary bash or, like today, just let it pass and be somewhat thankful that we made it this far…. while we both scramble to hold onto time as it speeds past us with a vengeance all its own.

 

   Happy Anniversary to us!