Today is my parents’40th wedding anniversary. They’ve been able to hold it together for four decades, which in this day and age of 40 day marriages, is quite an accomplishment. I know it hasn’t been easy, especially if you factor having me as a son into the whole equation but they’ve made it this far. My sister, her husband, and I took my parents out to a wonderful dinner on Friday. We dined on various meats that came from animals that lived on the land and in the sea. There was also a cake in the end. Strangely enough, the restaurant just assumed it was a birthday cake even though it clearly said “happy anniversary” on the top.
I know September 11 has a different meaning to most other people but to me, it will always be the day my parents got hitched and instantly were in a more favourable tax position.