Fifty years ago on this very day, my grandparents got married. They promised to love and cherish each other through sickness and in health until death did them part. That's exactly what they did.

Six months ago we lost my grandpa, he left us too soon but he was in so much pain. His health slowly declined with his shoulder injury, cellulitis, and congestive heart failure but he always made sure everyone had a smile on their face, especially my grandma.

No marriage is perfect, but their's came close. I have never seen two people love each other more than they did, and that's what a marriage should be, full of love.

My grandpa did so much just to see my grandma smile. One thing you should know about my grandpa is that he hates French toast, but my grandma loved it so every Saturday morning he would wake up and make her cinnamon French toast because it was her favorite. That's what a marriage should be, putting your spouse before you at times.

My grandpa had various health problems but my grandma took care of him. She stood by her "I do's" and loved my grandpa in sickness and in health until death did them part. She would rub lotion on his legs to help his cellulitis, she would get up at six in the morning to take him to the doctor multiple times a week because he liked the early appointments, and she would always make sure he took his medicine: morning, noon, and night. That's what a marriage should be, taking care of each other.

Eleven months ago we lost my great-grandma, my grandma's mom. My great-grandma, who we call Grammy, was very sick before she passed and my grandpa's health was in the same boat. We all believe that something in my grandpa pushed him to make a speedy and full recovery because once he did, my Grammy passed, and he was around to take care of my heartbroken grandma for four months while she sorted everything out. That's what a marriage should be, helping each other in times of need

When my grandpa passed away we were all taken aback. He passed away so suddenly and quickly and none of us had seen it coming. We all miss him greatly. We lost a grandfather and a father, but that day my grandma lost so much more than that. She lost her husband, her soulmate, and her best friend.

Grandma, no matter what anyone says, you were married for 50 years, not 49 and you will continue to stay married because when Grandpa left it wasn't a goodbye, it was a see you later, and that's how every marriage should be. I hope one day when I get married, I have a marriage as beautiful, strong, and loving as yours.

Happy 50th Wedding Anniversary Grandma and Grandpa, I love you.