Wistful Wednesday: 1979

On December 08, 1979..thirty years ago, my brother married "she who always sees the first robin." They were young ..my brother was just nineteen. Too young to get married..but it seems to have worked out for them quite well..after thirty years they are still married! Our oldest daughter Trica was a flower girl in their wedding..she was seven years old. My brother sure did have a head of hair back then, of course this was before they had four children and eight grandchildren!


Minnesota in 1979 was a year without snow at Christmas time. The frost was so heavy that it appeared to have snowed. I remember how the frost sparkled in the trees that year..like thousands of diamonds. Far Guy and I planted these little trees..I wonder are they still there? Trees can grow quite a bit in thirty years.

Sometimes I think that marriages are kinda like trees. There are all different kinds, but they all start out little, planted in the same spot, bending and growing with the winds...putting down roots, you can't see them, but you know they are there. Some get too much water or are struggling too much and they croak. Some are toppled in violent windstorms. Some cannot bear the extra weight of an ice storm... some just never had a chance to build good roots. Some never took the time to build roots..or one side of the tree was a good root builder and the other side really sucked at roots. Some worked together and communicated, they grew, the tiny branches that were formed grew sturdier each year, strong and vigorous.....until finally they are full grown and filled out..now they just ebb and flow with the seasons..anchored by a good root system.. enjoying their grandchildren:)