Forty-seven years ago today I walked down the aisle of Trinity Church in St George's Terrace, Perth, on my brother's arm to stand beside my fiancee and make our wedding vows to each other.
I think today of Betty who was my bridesmaid and her husband Eddie, Phil's best man. My daughter Karen who stood with us and my son Steven who was in charge of the wedding ring.
My mother was there along with my sister-in-law Jean and her daughter Wendy. There were also several close friends and afterwards we had a small wedding breakfast in West Perth before heading down to the south-west for our honeymoon.
There have been highs and lows along the way during the past 47 years but many more highs than lows and Phil and I have never regretted our decision to be together and finally become man and wife. I am hoping we did our best for Karen and Steven and gave them a good life as well.
It has been quite an ordinary life but as the years have rolled by we have had lots of fun, some wonderful holidays, and enjoyed watching our family grow. We now have six grandchildren and 3 great-granddaughters all of whom are loved very much.
During those years many of the people with us on that day have passed on and I remember them with much affection. My mum left us in 1985, my brother in 1986 and my sister-in-law and our friend Eddie are also gone but not forgotten.
Phil and I exchanged anniversary cards this morning and as we did so we looked at each other, smiled and agreed it's not been a bad life and we'd do it all over again. We don't give each other gifts any more as there is nothing either of us really need but we have decided to have lunch out which is something we rarely do these days so another outing for the two of us.
I know I told the story of our wedding and shared these photos earlier this year but I just wanted to relive the day for a few moments and that's what I've done with great happiness. Yes, love is a wonderful thing when shared with another person.