I’m sitting at a 30th wedding anniversary
and it is such a lovely event. The dinner has just finished and the speeches
have begun. It’s amazing to see how the bride and groom have changed over the
years. They even invited the ring bearer, who by the way is 35 years old and
has a family of his own.
It was so nice to walk down memory lane with this
couple and to see that they are just as in love now as they were back then.
We’re all sitting around the table listening and the emcee is cracking jokes
and playing a few tidbits from songs from their era. Now I’m now an expert in
music but I do know most of my music. But these songs are not even recognizable…even
to me.
I don’t really take too much stock in it as this is
just the music between jokes and speeches etc. I think to myself that I’ll know
the other songs once they come on during the dance. As the speeches finish up I
eagerly anticipate the music that will be played. I watch the DJ get set up and
ensure that everything is in order and then I wait for it.
He plays the first song and it’s a song that I’ve
never heard of…then the second and third song and to my amazement I don’t know
any of these songs. There is hardly anyone on the dance floor and I start to
think to myself…will that be me for my 30th anniversary? I’ll be
playing songs that no one knows…but those songs will be near and dear to my
heart.
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