45 years ago (plus a few days), Rob and I
returned from a 3-day honeymoon in the metroplex
to our little rock house just off the HSU campus
to begin "married life".
The more anniversaries we celebrate, the more I realize
how very young we were at the time--
just 20 and 21, for goodness sake!
Yet we were doing exactly what we thought you did
during those days when graduating college
without at least an engagement ring was suspect.
Anyway, when we got "home" on Christmas Eve,
to my surprise and delight,
there was a little Christmas tree in our living room,
all lit up and fully decorated by my brand new husband.
What a sweetie!
As evidenced by many entries on this blog, our trusty silk
ficus tree has been our seasonal celebration tree
since we moved to Lubbock four years ago,
and something I've enjoyed decorating for the grand-boys.
and it's been a while since the ficus was decorated.
This year, Rob and I will get to celebrate Christmas Eve
and Christmas Day as just the two of us,
with a movie marathon and dinner out in store.
And, after 45 years, it's my turn to trim a little tree.
Happy Anniversary to My Rob.
I love you!
PS: This just in...
Rob just texted that he's been "released from duty"
and will be coming home three days early for the holidays...
arriving at 2PM TODAY!
Now how's that for a Christmas Miracle?