To My Dear And Loving Husband

Today is our 41st Wedding Anniversary - last summer was full of our Ruby Celebrations. This year - so different, and for the first time ever, we are apart on our special day, and we've been separated more in the past three months than ever before. This joyful photo was taken just a week or so ago, in our Cornerstones Summerhouse - definitely older and greyer than we used to be, but still just as happy and in love ... thank you Bob ... missing you lots ... see you soon!

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let’s so persever[e]
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

[To my dear and loving husband, by Anne Bradstreet, Puritan Poet 1612- 1672]