A Happy Anniversary and Pink Saturday

This is my small pink offering and linking up today with 

Beverly's Pink Saturday at How Sweet the Sound.

Yesterday was my Dad's birthday. He would have been 92. It was also my uncle's birthday and he would have been 100! 

Peonies were a favorite of my Dad's and I remember he

brought some from Arkansas for me to plant in Texas.

Today happens to be my sister's wedding anniversary and I wish her and her husband a happy one! 

She and Don were married in 1977, as were my brother and his wife. I remember the day and that summer well. It was hot, hot, hot, and I chose a dark blue, long sleeve dress to wear! Yikes. My husband and I were on our way to our camping vacation in Hot Springs, Arkansas and upon our return would attend the wedding of my brother. Whew! Weddings within a few weeks of each other. The weddings were different, but both so sweet. 

My sister and Don were married at his sister's home at Keystone Lake. 

Aren't they sweet?

All the fam!

I hope my sister doesn't mind my sharing the background of how they met because it, as love usually is, was meant to be. When she was just out of high school and working at a local bank, she worked with a lady named Rose who constantly tried to fix her up with her son. Roberta was already dating someone whom she eventually married, so she politely declined meeting the son. Unfortunately for my sister, or maybe I should rephrase and say fortunately for her, that first marriage was not meant to be and so it ended after six years. It was a sad time for her, but one night when she was out with a friend, she met someone who, coincidentally? enough, turned out to be a former upper-classmate and, ta-da!!! Rose's son, the woman she had worked with years before. Well, well. The match was finally made. Everybody was happy about that and so, they were married and have two beautiful daughters.

They haven't changed too much!

Robyn and Jacqueline

Like all the rest of us, they have weathered storms together, but have stayed afloat because of the love they share and their commitment to each other and their family. Life is hard, and none of us escape the trying times that try to bring us down, yet help us grow and mature. My sister has been there for me and I especially remember the year that she and her daughters came to stay a few days with us. Robyn and Jacque were ages 4 and almost 2, as I recall and we were enjoying their company, when my husband passed away very suddenly and unexpectedly. She stayed for more than a few days. She and her daughters stayed with me for a couple of weeks after everyone had left and I was alone. I said it before and will say again, thank you, Roberta for staying to comfort and be company for me. It was also one of those things meant to be. Who knew when we brought you and your daughters home to be with us for a few days that it was really God's plan for you to be there for me? You let everything at your house go to stay with me and Don was good to let you be with me.