Darling Sylvia, Loving in the Now. Back in 1966, we began dreaming about what the future would hold. Were we going to be together forever? How would we make a living? Where would we live? What would our family be like? We had no past, the present was sometimes overwhelming, and the future was full of scary unknowns. I discovered Ed Ames while we were living in our little house on Sharon Avenue in Prospect Park in Minneapolis. The words touched my soul; I cried at the thought of a life together, well loved.
When the snow is on the roses
When the summer stars are gone
One more summer will be over
But our love will still go on
Our life together with its moves, jobs, and ups and downs has been a journey. Our commitment to to keep talking with each other has meant that we learned to plan and flex to a degree we never thought possible. Now, my hair is white like the snow, and that dreamed of future is our cherished past. I still love you, and you still love me. …. Eddie B.
