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27 years
In the car on the way to dinner, I asked my parents how old they were when they got married. I could have done the math in my head but I was feeling lazy.
"Twenty-six," my mother said.
"Twenty-seven," my father said.
"Huh," I said. "So as of today, you've been married half your life, Dad."
"Feels like ninety percent," he said, and my mother laughed. "Actually, more like a hundred."
( parent anniversary. so corny. )
"Twenty-six," my mother said.
"Twenty-seven," my father said.
"Huh," I said. "So as of today, you've been married half your life, Dad."
"Feels like ninety percent," he said, and my mother laughed. "Actually, more like a hundred."
( parent anniversary. so corny. )