I never thought about age differences thirty-three years ago when I married Arthur. Somehow when you are really young age difference matters, then it disappears in adulthood, and suddenly the awareness reawakens as you get older. It really is a strange dicothemy.
My husband is thirteen years older than I am and when we got married, I didn’t even think about our age differences. My parents were ten years apart and it worked out just fine for them.
It was only when we celebrated Arthur’s ninety-first birthday, that I realized how lucky I am. All of his friends are gone and he is standing alone and quite healthy in his nineties. The odds are that it could be a quite different story for both of us. Sometimes I think he has more energy than I do!
To celebrate his milestone I recently interviewed my husband about how it feels to be in his nineties.
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Happy Birthday to Arthur. He looks wonderful. My paternal grandmother lived to 94 and her daughter to 101. Also my mother’s brother lived to 96. It’s wonderful as long as you are enjoying life and it looks like Arthur is doing this. God Bless. Mara
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Thanks Mara. He is the energizer bunny. Keeps going and going. Hope all is well in NYC.
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