It is very seldom you can place yourself as to where you were and what you were doing at a particular date and time a long time ago.
All of a sudden I realized that I got married on this date Sept.6, 1969. It was a Saturday too.
Years after a divorce and with many losses in the families the reminders just are not there any more. I am probably the only person who is aware of this date any more. 45 years is a bit of time and this is not something that is in the front of anyone's mind.
Life is full of peaks and valleys and this was a definite peak. It was definitely a good experience for all involved, I believe.
There is a definite tendency to dwell on what could have been but life is not like that. It just happens and we live it. Probably quite a few peaks and valleys to cross yet.
It is always interesting - not to be a Pollyanna but in good ways if you let it be.