When Big Papa and I got married, we took the same vows that many people take when they commit to spend a lifetime together: for better, for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health; till death do us part. And, like most newly married couples, we hoped for health, better and richer. The rest—poorer, sickness, death—seemed a long ways off.

But for my sister and several close friends there was sickness, and death. A year-and-a-half after we became husband and wife, my sweet friend Dee passed away, and her husband became a widower. Last year, on the day of our five-year anniversary, another friend’s husband died unexpectedly.  This year, on Valentine’s Day, my sister took her last breath, leaving behind husband and a daughter.

Each of these losses reminds me how life can change in an instant, and just how precious the days are with those we love. That is why on this– our sixth anniversary–I am even more appreciative when I wake up in the morning with Big Papa by my side.

Dedicated to Jay, Lesa and Gaylen

And with love to Big Papa on our anniversary. You are my sunshine.