In my very first blog of all time, in a thought process that seems to be all about me finding a literary platform, I find it ironic that this date fall s on my husband’s birthday. So, this blog’s for you, birthday boy.
I have affectionately nicknamed my husband, Officer Buckle, after the lovable, fictional, children’s storybook character. Anyone who knows my husband finds it easy to agree that their similarities are striking, right down to the loyal sidekick pup.
The 30th of December is special to more than just Officer Buckle and family. While perusing Facebook this morning I came across a musician friend wishing his lovely bride a happy 35th wedding anniversary. Not only did he share his sentiment with us, but he recorded himself singing the same song he sang to her on their wedding day, John Denver’s My Sweet Lady.
His voice was just lovely and sung so beautifully, but it made me immediately think about….me. Would Officer Buckle ever sing to me? Would he show his affection like this?…and for just a second, I almost felt sorry for myself…for just a second…and then I started laughing.
The opening words Lady, are you crying? Do the tears belong to me? Did you think our time together was all gone? could easily be translated into my life. I knew my Officer Buckle was never going to sing a sentimental song for me, but I did know what he would do. Lady (Tam, hold the ladder steady for me while I climb up on the roof), are you crying? Do the tears belong to me? (Now what’s the matter? Look, I’m going to drop a rope down to you. Tie it around the hose and I’ll pull it up. When I say ‘when,’ turn on the faucet.) Did you think our time together was all gone? (10 more minutes and I’ll be finished cleaning the gutters. What a good husband I am. No clogs for us.)
You’re right, Officer Buckle, what a good husband you are…correction…great husband! I may not be sung to (though that is very romantic), but what other wife has the pleasure of knowing her gutters are clear of leaves, the log pile is stocked, and a fire roaring round the clock?
And this is what my silver hair has taught me. The younger me would have moped about, feeling I had somehow been robbed of a romantic husband. The older and wiser me knows better.
Happy Birthday dear husband of mine.
Tami Liberati 
All I can say is, that Officer Buckle is one cool dude!
Regards,
Another fellow silver sider
Thank you for also sharing your love and sentiment…keep on rocking the silver!
Lovely! Can’t wait to read more!
Thank you for your encouragement!
What a fantastic blog! Happy Birthday to my wonderful cousin, Rob! Love, Teresa
Thank you…I’ve passed on the good wishes to him…
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Tami, this is soo true, and absolutely fantastic!! Made me cry.
This is wonderful! I wish I had a great guy like yours!
What do I always say? What’s mine is yours!
Happy Birthday Officer Buckle. I would help you with your singing skills, but there is a reason we both stand in the back of the Church and help people find their seats.
Thank you…and it’s your welcoming helpful nature that stands above the rest!
Can’t Wait To Keep Reading!
Thank you for your encouragement!
We are reading you down here in Richmond!! Love it!! and thanks for the perspective as I turn 50 in May. It is weird how numbers are– I have decided I hate numbers. hate them all and probably always have– no more looking at the number 50 or the number on my scale, or the score on some dumb test, or where I line up in some order… There is your platform for your next blog??? I hate numbers!!
Loved hearing from you…and you are so right…numbers have the ability to throw our feelings in either direction…and sometimes as a false positive. I’ve so enjoyed getting to know your sister in our Edge program. She’s fabulous with the kids…and us!
Thanks for sharing, Tami! Beautiful! 🙂
Hi, you’re welcome…happy new year!
Somebody sent me this link! I’m so happy I read this. This was so inspirational! I would’ve never thought of that situation like this! You changed my whole mindset! Thanks!
Thank you…I’m glad you enjoyed.
Very well said Tami. You are defintely Blessed. Rob is a great guy.
Thank you again…and I’m glad you agree about Officer Buckle.
This is wonderful. In fact, your entire undertaking is wonderful and amazing. Your talents just seem to be endless. Good luck, Tami, with your blog and finding a publisher.
A very big thankyou! Have got to keep plugging away…
Aw, what a great way to see things.
Thank you…that thought really did put things into perspective for me
I think Officer Buckle and I should go dancing again! 🙂
I’m not sure Officer Buckle could handle that much blushing 🙂