Oddly, our two sets of parents have the same anniversary: March 27. That seemed very auspicious to me when I was dating my now-husband. It was a sign! After all, March 27 is a fairly idiosyncratic wedding date. It’s not like June 20.
When I was little, I remember hearing about golden wedding anniversaries and assuming that they were extraordinarily rare. Who could possibly be married for fifty years?
Two very happy occasions.