If my mother Joan lived, she and my father Albin would be celebrating their diamond anniversary. As I observe their sixtieth anniversary, I recall John O’Donohue’s poem, “For Marriage.” To quote a few lines:
As surprised as the silence that music opens,
May your words for each other be touched with reverence.
As warmly as the air draws in the light,
May you welcome each other’s every gift.
As twilight harvests all the day’s color,
May love bring you home to each other.
18 April 1953 – 18 April 2013
In the words of St. Benedict, “May Christ bring us all together to eternal life.”