On this date many years ago, I said "I do". If you're anything like me, I did not pay attention to the vows. I was just goo goo over my husband. I was taking his name, we were an official couple. It was so blissful. Happy, happy.
Fast forward to today. My handsome husband has become like a child. He cannot walk, talk right or remember much. I bathe, shave and dress him now. He wears diapers. His eating has become sloppy, making a mess with each meal. He has tantrums. He gets angry when he doesn't get his way.
Lately, as our wedding date approached, I started thinking about the vow, " In sickness and in health." I recall that vow, never thinking for one moment that it would come to this. Who does?
Then, there's this vow: "Til death do you part". Who would've thought?
Today, as I bathe him, dress him and feed him breakfast, I will think back to that day, many years ago. I will look into those eyes that were full of life once, kiss him good morning and say: