What a privilege it was to celebrate my grandparent's 65th wedding anniversary. Gramma was 19 and Grandad was 24 when they said their vows to each other on January 1, 1952. I know that no one has a perfectly smooth life so I know that they had hard times where they relied on their commitment to each other, not their feelings of mushy love, to carry them through. I'm so glad they remained faithful to marriage. Jeremy told our children that after any couple reaches their 65th anniversary, the children may say "happy anniversary" to them every time they see them. I think his meaning was that at this point each day is a sweet gift that should be lived in the present and savored.