Sisters

Here's my younger sister, June, standing in my kitchen fixing food during a recent visit. She and her husband Harry just celebrated their 35th wedding anniversary--no small accomplishment in this era of short relationships and quick divorces. Today I'm reflecting on our friendship and all the fun we've had as little sisters, teen-age sisters, and now adult sisters. We've stood by one another trudging up the hill, standing on top of the hill, and sliding down the hill. I love you, June, and am grateful for your presence in my life.

He Can See Clearly Now!

My husband Charles had cataract surgery in his right eye last week. The left is scheduled for mid-September. I am thrilled--maybe more than he is. True, he can already see more clearly now--but wait till both eyes are done. He will no longer be able to beg off wiping down his bathroom sink, or the granite countertop in the kitchen or the hardwood floor or the carpet under the chair where he sits watching TV and shelling peanuts!

Charles: "Sorry, honey, I didn't see that or I'd have taken care of it."

Karen: "Well now you can, honey. You'll soon have 20-20 vision and I can take a few minutes off each day cuz you'll be cleaning up the breakfast crumbs, peanut shells, and toothpaste drizzles.

Yeah! Who would have thought that a bit of surgery could turn a marriage around. Here's to another 25 years.