50 years together…that’s a long time to be married. It’s a long time for anything really. I’m going home this weekend for my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary. They’re having a big party. Seems like a 2nd wedding. My mom asked to borrow my cake topper. Granted it was a nice French porcelain topper, but still. Obviously this event is making me think of family and of friends. It is also making me think about what I do for a living. I help facilitate major events in people’s lives. Yes, I help them buy a home, but I’m also helping create a space for their lives…a space for all of these memories and the minutia and these momentous occasions to be held. And I like doing this.