Sunday, November 17 was a cold, foggy day in 1957. All those years ago and I was a naive young girl sitting painting my nails and talking to my family. Excited, yes and somewhat scared at what I was getting myself into. what I was about to do.
This was the day I was going to marry my Dashing Young Scotsman. Oh so many years ago.
I clearly remember sitting in the car on the way to the church with my own, supportive Dad who asked me again was I sure that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with the young man waiting at the church. He told me that there was still time to change my mind. Of course, I was sure and no I didn’t change my mind.
And the Dashing Young Scotsman became the son my Father didn’t have.; his own son having died as a small baby. My parents loved him as did my sisters.
So on this day 60 years ago, I married my soulmate and for the next 41 years, we celebrated the fact that we had found each other.
What a long time ago, no doubt before many of you were born, but what a glorious day it was for me. And how glad I am that I didn’t change my mind on the way to the church.
“Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions,
they can take away your money,
and they can take away your health.
But no one can ever take away your precious memories.”
Judith Baxter, Blogger, Mother, Grandmother, Friend