This is Farmdoc’s Blog post 821. I can’t tell which of the previous 820 posts is the most important. Or the best written. Or the most interesting. But I do know the one that defines me best is post 243 [1]. For it tells the pivotal story of my life: That I met Sweetheart Vivienne when she was 13 years old and I was 14. That it was love at first sight; or at most second. That we married when she was 19 and I was 20. That when I found the woman for me I grabbed her with both hands. And that 40+ years later I’m not letting go. Because she’s a good woman. The best. And I’m the luckiest man.
Set against that backdrop, I summarily devoured this article in last Wednesday’s Age [2]. It’s title, ‘Pros and Cons of marrying (or dating) young’, is self-explanatory. Sweetheart Vivienne and I were kids when we married. Well short of maturity. Though I didn’t consider it at the time, we could have grown apart. But, happily, we grew together. The Age piece sets out the pros and cons pretty well. I don’t need validation, but I found it validating. And I beamed when I read the penultimate sentence: ‘That if you truly find someone special, why delay it?’ It’s just another way of saying, as I wrote in post 243, ‘when you find a good woman you must grab her with both hands and never let go’. Amen.
2 comments:
Sel and I are 40 years together, but my first marriage, I was 16 he was 17 when we met did not last; we were both running away from home, and so we went together and landed up in Australia, then on to Canada where we could see we were growing apart, so separated...it is a bit awful, but from my point of view it removed me from my family, I travelled the world, had two beautiful daughters, and he was a nice guy. I did put him thru school to his Doctorate in Forestry, so he did well too!
A beautiful post, FD. And a beautiful photo. xx
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