August 15th
Today would have been our 46th wedding anniversary, if my late wife Joyce was still alive. And even though our wedding was that long ago, I remember it like it was yesterday.
I married the love of my life and best friend Joyce, on August 15, 1980. We were really young at the time, I was only 19 and she was 21. But we were in love, and that’s what mattered.
We didn't have a fancy wedding, or a big expensive reception, with a lot of people. We didn't even get married in a church.
But to me, the wedding and reception were both perfect. And when I look back at it now, I wouldn't have changed a thing.
I can tell you that I made the right decision, to marry Joyce, way back then. We were happily married for 43 years before she passed away. And if we wouldn’t have done it, when we did, who knows how different, our lives would have been.
Sadly, Joyce passed away from breast cancer, on September 25, 2023, and our life together ended. My heart was broken when she died, and that same day, a part of me died too.
It’s still hard for me to explain, how I feel about loosing her, and who knows, I may never be able to. But a month after she died, I wrote this poem for her, maybe that says it all.
My Beautiful Wife Joyce
I love you now, as I did on our wedding day;
which seems just like it was yesterday.
My life with you, was so incredibly good;
exactly the way, I knew it would.
As the years went by, our love for each other grew;
and how long we had together, only God knew.
And the time in our lives, that we did have to spend;
I promised I would love you, until the end.
But I always thought we would grow old together;
and I truly wished, that could be forever.
So my heart was broken, the day you passed away;
but I know my love, I'll see you again someday.
October 25, 2023