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New Year's Eve, 1999

On New Year's Eve in 1965 a young couple stood before a minister in the house
of the young man's parents. The house, now long since gone, built around the
turn of the century, stood in the suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia, many miles from
the Charlottesville, Virginia, home of the young woman.†

The gathering there included only the young man's family, all of whom must
have been skeptical about the chances for the success of the marriage beginning
that day. The couple had known each other only about four months, and had spent
most of those four months separated by hundreds of miles of telephone line.†

She had ridden the train to Atlanta a few days earlier, back when train lines
had names; this line had been called the "Nancy Hanks." He picked her up at
Union Station, a magnificent depot, now also long since gone. He spotted her
coming up the enormous marble stairs from the platform to the main floor, also
marble. It was a beautiful scene, this pretty girl coming towards him in this
splendid setting.

The ceremony was brief, taking place in the living room before the fire
place. She was so nervous -- standing among these strangers -- that she giggled;
he hoped that he would remember that he was supposed to say "I will" instead of
"I do." Nervous as they were, they should have been terrified, taking such a
serious step when they were barely out of their teens. They didn't know much
about marriage, they knew only that they wanted to be together.

In the thirty-four years since that New Year's Eve, the world has changed a
millenniumís worth. The man and woman who promised so much to each other on that
day have changed, also. Even the love that these two held for one another has
changed; it has grown into something beyond anything either could have imagined
as twenty year olds. For better; for worse, For richer; for poorer, In sickness
and in health...all of this made their love what it is today.

This is my Anniversary card to you, dearest Beverly; my heart is open for all
to see. I still see you as that pretty young girl climbing those marble stairs
in that train station thirty-four years ago, your beauty as timeless as the love
in my heart for you. I will love and cherish you forever.

This little love letter was originally written as an anniversary card for

I have been sharing it on my website since 1999.

I had posted this to my journal, but it was suggested that I submit it as a deviation, so here it is...
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Kameika Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Student Photographer
Thank you very much for the honor of using my photo piece for this occasion
and thank you for making me apart of your beautiful love story.
JosephThomas Featured By Owner 1 day ago
And thank you for your kind words. :bow:
Kaisoroxamiku Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2014  Student Photographer
Aww.. The story was really heart warming and touching! I love it so much and thank you for adding me to a part of your love story :D Love :happybounce: 
JosephThomas Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2014
Thank you so much. :heart:
Kaisoroxamiku Featured By Owner Nov 26, 2014  Student Photographer
Your very welcome :D
Awesomalicious Featured By Owner Oct 24, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
I love this story so much! It's so heart warming! Thanks for using my flower arrangement! I'm honored to be part of your love story.
JosephThomas Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2014
Thank you for your kind words.  The honor is mine.  :bow:
thinlk Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2014
your love story is very touching ,thanks for using my flower :)
JosephThomas Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2014
Thank you for your kind words. :bow:
creativemikey Featured By Owner Jul 28, 2014  Professional Photographer
True devotion lasts a lifetime as art in it's purest form.  Thanks for using my flowers Joseph :heart:
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