Thirty years ago…wow…
I met him when I was 17 years old…he walked into the room and I remember the very first thing he said to me.
There are sides of him in our children – the need to figure things out, the good heart, wanting to help others.
Thirty years seems like so long when you say the number and it seems like such a short time when you think about how fast the time went.
Amira is home with her husband and son;
Elie is home with his wife and their new baby daughter.
Davidi is in school; Aliza upstairs taking a shower.
For the past few months, she has spent hours and hours creating a photo presentation of our lives – it brought us to tears as we sat and watched it.
Look how our babies have grown, look what we have built.
I started physical therapy on my shoulder today – Lazer has been so helpful and supportive.
He’s arranged pillows, helped me reach things, get things, done so much.
Marriage isn’t easy – the best things in life aren’t.
We don’t always get it right but I just have to look at him to know that he’s the one for me.
So, congratulations to me and to the wonderful man I married, to our children and our grandchildren. Thirty years…wow.