Happy Anniversary Mr Mckee ~ Sixteen Years


There may be trouble ahead
But while there’s moonlight and music
And love and romance
Let’s face the music and dance

Before the fiddlers have fled
Before they ask us to pay the bill
And while we still have the chance
Let’s face the music and dance

There may be tear drops to shed
So while there’s moonlight and music
And love and romance
Let’s face the music and dance

Irvin Berlin

Today is the 70th Anniversary of the D-Day landings, a hugely important event marked by veterans, heads of state, and just about anybody with any decency. It is also my 16th wedding anniversary, something that doesn’t even register as important in comparison. Important to me though.

In my life, I have been fortunate enough to have witnessed at close hand, and on many many occasions, two very major life events; the marriage ceremony, and the birth of a child. These two happy joyous life events, come relatively early in your lives together.  They cement the bond between you and will always provide you with the most wonderful memories. You could say all the exciting stuff comes in the first part of a marriage, but those of you who have been married for some time, will know ‘exciting times’ can be hard to come by as your lives play out.

Ours is not a marriage defined by ‘the big gesture’, expensive gifts, surprise romantic weekends away and the need for constant fluff. We have 4 beautiful children, and busy working lives. At times our home is chaotic and very far from the ideal of a tranquil family retreat, but what we have is grounded and real. In my kids I see our future and the happy joyous occasions they will celebrate. We are but parts of a continuous chain.


We won’t be going out for dinner tonight to celebrate, and there won’t be flowers and gifts. Instead I will spend another evening by my mum’s hospital bed, while he looks after the kids and ensures there is a meal and a very large glass of wine waiting when I return.

What I have learnt and what I want to say, is that if you can sustain the years beyond those exciting times, love each other despite knowing more than anyone else each others faults,  support each other through the dark times of illness and loss, which sadly is bound to happen, then you are truly lucky. No roses, no weekends in Paris, indeed no words, can ever match how lucky you are, and how lucky I am.

Happy anniversary Mr Mckee. I love you now and always. Lets keep on facing the music……


Images by http://www.sarahmorris-photography.com/ With love and thanks.