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February 18, 2008

When You’re Eighty-four

I got up singing these lyrics, with apologies to the Beatles,

I will still need you
I will still feed you
When you’re eighty-four.

Yes, Mmmm is 84 today. I added another verse which said :

I will still need you
I will still love you
When you’re eighty-four.

I can hardly believe that more than sixty years have passed since I first laid eyes on that absolutely breathtakingly handsome young man. He is still handsome and still breathtaking. We walked out for breakfast today and then spent the day talking and opening presents and cards and fooling with the digital photo display from Kay and Gary.

I don’t think that older people ever feel really old; I know that we don’t, but the Bible tells us to number our days. Psalm 90 is the oldest Psalm. It was written by Moses. Verse 12 says, “Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.” Another version reads, “Teach us how short our lives really are so that we may be wise.”

I would love to be wise and I would love to know how many years I have to live but today, as I look at my handsome husband, I thank God for all these years we have had, for his character and integrity and pray that we may live many more years together.

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