Mary Hamilton
This year, Easter happened to fall on hubby’s and my wedding anniversary. We’ve been married 80 years—40 for him and 40 for me. Math jokes aside, at times it does feel we’ve always been together. Other times, it seems like the wedding was just a last week. Someone asked if we celebrated big on our …
Last month, my daughter got married. This week, she officially changed her last name to match her husband’s. She announced it to the family on an iMessage and Hubby asked if she kept Hamilton as her middle name. Nope, her Social Security card no longer bears the name Hamilton. And we’re good with that. But it …
Moving to a new place always results in that awkward in-between stage where you know a few people, but none of them well enough to call and say let’s hang out together. Have you been there? A couple months after going away to college, when the newness had worn off, I vividly remember wishing I …
I’ve always heard that building a house stresses a marriage, but what about buying the house of your dreams? That decision of which house to buy was so much simpler 33 years ago when we signed the contract on our first house. What could we afford on two beginning salaries? Nine years later, when the …
