My wife, Josie, and I celebrated our 35th wedding anniversary today. It was a quiet celebration, but it included our younger son and his wife. Jon and Cathy had postponed their wedding anniversary celebration from earlier in the month.
That is, unless our plans only include having dinner or some other meal at some fancy restaurant. That’s what we did most years, although I only remember “Red Lobster” from one of those years. We planned on renewing our vows in 2010, for our 25th wedding anniversary (our silver anniversary), but something came up and it never happened.
A lot of our relatives from the United States decided to visit us in the Philippines that year during the same month and that probably had a lot to do with it.
We planned for it again in 2015, for our 30th wedding anniversary, but a family reunion somehow derailed our plans. We had just arrived from the United States the previous month. I honestly don’t remember why we canceled our plans.
For our 33rd wedding anniversary in 2018, something came up again. We had planned to spend the day in Baguio, which was much easier to get to than years before. That was one trip I had looked forward to. Perhaps we’ll try it again someday, not necessarily on one of our anniversaries.
Last year, we were staying with our older son, Joe, and his family at Eglin Air Force Base in Florida. I’m sure Joe took us out to eat, but I can’t pinpoint which time in my memories. We ate out a lot when we were there. All of us had just spent a weekend in New Orleans, Louisiana, and Biloxi, Mississippi the weekend before that.
Our plan is to renew our wedding vows on our 40th wedding anniversary in 2025. If our plans fall through for any reason, our next attempt will be on our 45th and then our 50th (our golden anniversary). If all of those fall through, we won’t make another attempt at all. I’ll be 74 at that time.
Many of our relatives and friends (some being only Facebook friends) are somewhat amazed that we’ve made it to the 35-year mark. I don’t consider it amazing at all. My parents stayed married until my father passed away and Josie’s parents stayed married until her father passed away. It really isn’t all that remarkable. Of course, out of all the married people we knew personally when we started, only one couple is still married (even they have issues).
I guess it could be considered remarkable to the generations coming after us. It’s all too easy for them to get married and divorced multiple times. The way I think about it starts with a question. Why get married at all if you’re not sure it’s going to work out? It seems like an incredible waste of money, when big weddings are involved, as well as an incredible waste of time.