Gratitude: Of Bittersweet Anniversaries and Happy Memories
Today marks what would have been my parents' 42nd wedding anniversary. A day that we always celebrated as a family became bittersweet years ago, as my paternal Grandmother passed away on this date, but even more so now that my Dad is no longer with us. That said, my siblings and I would always celebrate this day, even as children, before we understood its significance. We would spend hours poring over our parents' wedding album, and laugh at Mum's stories of how Dad refused to take his shades off when they were posing for pictures outside church (his kasiki was the night before- madness!), and then Dad's stories about the guest who opened all the beers at once so they went flat before anyone could even get a drink in (who DOES that?!). Over the years the responsibility of throwing a party to celebrate our parents' big day fell to my siblings and I. Whether it was a shindig with friends and family, or a simple dinner just the 6 of us, it was always an ext...