The Sixth Day of Christmas

On the Sixth Day of Chritsmas in 1955 Jim and I were married at Assumption Catholic Church in Charlotte, NC.

Fifty-two years.

For fifty two years the sixth day of Christmas has been the First Day of our New Year.

Jim always gives me a single red rose - it started when he was in medical school and could only afford one - it became our tradition. Over our 52 years together Jim has probably given me dozens of red roses - one at a time. This year there was no one option - a vase would have to do. It Does!

The tradition, the connection, the linking, the love - that's what matters.