35 years

 On Wednesday, January 23, 1980 my Hubby and I got married.

We were wed in snowy, wet, cold weather in  registry office in Helsinki.

The mayor used very old fashioned marriage formula,

which caused a little problem:

I couldn't promise to obey my future husband.

The mayor was kind enough to change his words

- even though we all could see,

he wasn't pleased.

But we promised to love and take care in ups and downs

until death will take us apart.

My Hubby was 21.

I was 17 -and heavily pregnant.

Still I had something new (my dress),

something old (my shoes)

something borrowed (my mother's bracelet)

something blue (my dress).

During these years we have had happiness,

we have had sorrow,

we seen bad and poor days,

we have seen good days with less worries.

We have laughed,

we have shouted,

we have cried.

We have grown.

Together.

35 years.

If we are lucky,

we will get an other 35 years together.