By Karen England, the Edgehill Herb Farmer.
On this day 31 years ago, September 2, David and I got married. We celebrated 25 years of marriage before he passed away 6 years ago. We were always a bit unconventional;
In-N-Out Burger from Los Angeles catered our Encinitas wedding reception in 1989, unheard of at the time. For our 7th wedding anniversary I got Felco pruners and he got a new carburetor in his truck. Probably not every(any)one’s idea of romantic but I still use those Felco pruners everyday, they are my most treasured possession, hopelessly romantic to me. So, it was not all that odd (to us), when 10 years ago we poured concrete paths to celebrate our 21st anniversary and I memorialized it in the wet cement.
“I used to love September, but now it just rhymes with remember.” – Dominic Riccitello
September is incredibly difficult for me, three weeks after our 25th wedding anniversary in 2014 my husband passed away from brain cancer on September 24th. I am still reeling. That’s how life works.
“As my memory rest / But never forgets what I lost / Wake me up when September ends.” – Michael Pritchard