It’s 5o years later…I’m 8o and my husband is 77.
We have wrinkles in our faces and we both suffer from rheumatism and probably diabetes and hypertension.
I had my glasses on while he holds his cane to aid him for walking.
But the good news is, despite lupus….we are still together.
We celebrated our 3rd church wedding anniversary recently and this is what I imagined for both of us after 5o years.
Getting old together.
Still holding hands in our old days and talking about every moments that we shared.
Moments; its importance to my life exceeds that of material things and wealth.
I’d rather have a million moments with my husband and my family than having a million bucks without them.
That’s one of the reasons why I keep old photographs.
I want to remember every smile, every tears, and every frown that are captured in photos. These memories I want to keep forever.
As we continue our journey, I want to capture all the memories that we have so that when it’s time to part ways we will still be together.
Still holding hands, still sharing passionate kisses, still sharing life.
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