Things that make life worth living

Karen, I love you. And you love me too. So simple. Let’s keep it that way! In one week, we’ll have been married 25 years. Thanks.

Elvis does a nice version of this too, but I couldn’t embed it. 

And yes I remember the day you took my hand.

Was it at Sears? That store in Oak Park, anyway, at the end of the mall with Katie’s candy store. Tootsie was at the theatre, remember?

Let me give my life to you

I think this might be my favorite pop song. I’ve seen, heard, tasted, smelled, and touched so many beautiful things in my short life, but nothing compares with your soul, Karen. I love you. You have filled up my senses for, in nine days, 25 years.

Do you remember the night’s we’ve spent in forests (Yellowstone, Gatlinburg, Door County, Inverness, Albermarle) or the mountains we’ve seen in spring time (Appalachians, Rockies, Blue Ridge), or the sleepy blue ocean when we were in New Jersey in 1983 (it was actually rather green and we walked to the wrong beach).

Do you remember picnicking beside the Forks of the Credit, at Niagrara on the Lake, beside the Yellowstone River when the kids were dispersed among family, in northern Wisconsin with your parents, at that park in South Carolina.

I do.

A Song for the mother of my children

We never named a kid Danny, though I do have a cousin named Danny who has a brother named David (also my cousin) and we named our first born David so there’s the link (see, math helps!). On June 13 he’s marrying Bethany.

Karen grew up on Anne Murray. This is another song for her.

Even though we ain’t got money
I’m so in love with you honey…

Everything is gonna be all right.

Yes, it’s syrup, but life’s a pancake. You need some.