The Twelfth of Never

Today would have been my parents' 40th Anniversary.  Forty years ago today they were married and walked out of the Church to the sight of a double rainbow. They found their pot of gold in their family and friends.  While they danced to Johnny Mathis' "Twelfth of Never", I bet my Dad didn't think that years later he'd be dancing with his two redheaded girls. Two girls that adored their father with all of their hearts.  While my parents celebrated their wedding, thoughts of grandchildren were even farther away. Glimpses of three grandchildren (one is on the way with Erin) monkeys (my father's term of endearment to all children) weren't even a twinkle in their eye. Tristan came first then Jack but both loved and were (are) loved by their Grandparents. My Mother lives, sleeps and breathes by her grandchildren. Forty years ago today a young couple married and changed the lives of so many. Their hearts were often bigger than their wallets but they knew what mattered most: family, friends and a life well lived and loved. Happy Anniversary to my Mom and Dad. Daddy, we miss you more than anything. We love you both tremendously. We are always grateful for having the best parents. I'll have Johnny Mathis singing in my head all day. XO.