Kelly Green
Member
When my wife and I were married in 1972, my brother gave us a bottle of Johnny Walker Black Label Scotch whisky. I put it away with the intention of opening it after our honeymoon. With all that was happening in our lives at that time, I forgot about it until two years later when I discovered it sitting at the back of a closet shelf. It was still in the original gift box.
I thought about opening it but decided to wait until we had our first child, then open it and celebrate with family.
As it turned out, several more years went by before my wife and I learned that we could never have a child of our own. I thought again about opening the bottle but by that time it had taken on a life of its own. It was the only remaining gift from our wedding that had never been opened or used.
We’re not getting any younger and that scotch is aging along with us. In three more months my wife and I will celebrate our 41st wedding anniversary. We both decided that on that day we are going to invite my brother over, open the bottle and toast to the years that have passed and to the years that still lie ahead.
That scotch was already aged for 12 years when it was given to us and then it sat quietly for another 41 years. I’m anxious to taste it.
I thought about opening it but decided to wait until we had our first child, then open it and celebrate with family.
As it turned out, several more years went by before my wife and I learned that we could never have a child of our own. I thought again about opening the bottle but by that time it had taken on a life of its own. It was the only remaining gift from our wedding that had never been opened or used.
We’re not getting any younger and that scotch is aging along with us. In three more months my wife and I will celebrate our 41st wedding anniversary. We both decided that on that day we are going to invite my brother over, open the bottle and toast to the years that have passed and to the years that still lie ahead.
That scotch was already aged for 12 years when it was given to us and then it sat quietly for another 41 years. I’m anxious to taste it.