Sometimes the hardest part of blogging is coming up with an appropriate title. Other times the title comes and then you have to figure out what to write about it. Read on, and maybe you will figure out the title. Or maybe I will tell you at the end.
I talked to my sister this morning on the phone. She asked me if I was going to wish her a happy anniversary. My goodness, they have been married 38 years. Or was it 39? It's a long time, and they deserve such congratulations on making it together that long.
But the thought that hit me was that today could have been my anniversary too. When Rod and I were getting to know each other and were trying to sit a date, he just opened his mouth and out came "Oct 8th." Looking back, I think it popped out cuz it was so far away. I honestly think the whole proposal was a mistake on his part, that it just slipped out. Because the whole time were were engaged there were problems. Everything from believing it was real and planning moving me to Salt Lake City to him not wanting anybody in his family to even know we were dating let alone engaged. But that is a whole other story.
We did have some good times. And I have no regrets whatsoever. I am glad he was in my life the way he was. I don't feel bad that the marriage didn't happen. I think it would have been a mistake, but the things he taught me weren't. He was so good at making me think and stretch my brain. I still miss that sometimes, and come close to picking up the phone. But our lives have gone their separate ways.
Now as to the title of this blog: not only do I remember the way we were with a smile on my face, it is also his favorite movie. Of course, for those of you who have seen it, Robert Redford does not get Barbra Streisand. But the memories are there, and they are good ones.
