Today I've realized that I've missed my parents. The couple they were together. The couple I knew as Mom and Dad.
Today I've realized that it would have been their fiftieth wedding anniversary.
Amazing to think they would have been a couple for that long, with each other almost every day until my father's death. To think not only were they married, they worked together, they raised me together. They were a couple. Not a perfect one, far from it (in my views anyway), but they worked. How ever crooked they might have been.
Yep, today I came to the realization that I miss seeing my parents, together. I do miss my father. I think of him often. I seldom really do think of the two of them together anymore, and when I did at lunch, it made me a little sad.
Knowing myself, I would have most likely throw them a big party to celebrate this milestone. Today, I did nothing of the sort, only thought of them and thought of my mother who left for her moose hunting trip early this morning...
Times do change. So do people... it seems.