The purpose for our visit to Berlin this month was to celebrate the 50th wedding anniversary of Sebastian’s grandparents.
Before the Berlin Wall was built, Sebastian’s Grandmother’s entire family lived in East Berlin. After years of communism, and the threat of worse things to come, her entire family fled to the west.
Well, everyone but her.
She stayed behind, bound by her love to Sebastian’s Grandfather.
Her family was right, things in Communist East Berlin became a lot worse. A wall was built, forcibly trapping people into communism. Life was hard. Food was restricted. Neighbors turned to spies. Raising a family in the DDR was a hard task. But these two did it.
And 50 years of love between them.
Certainly worth celebrating.
Sebastian’s mom did a fantastic job planning the celebration. Every detail was carefully considered.
From the tables to the entertainment, she did a great job.
The celebration was held in the church where the two were wed, 50 years ago.
She even put together a very impressive presentation about the life and times of her parents. Beginning with their baby photos, to wedding photos, to a slide of photos for each of their kids, grandkids and great grandkids.
Sebastian’s mom Sebastian on Route 66
Apparently, I’m not allowed to leave this family as there was even an entire slide with photos of Sebastian and me. Including the first time I
got drunk with met his grandparents.
The family members who now live in West Germany even planned a bit of entertainment.
Well into the night, a band arrived to play the top hits from each year the couple has been married.
Whenever we’re at get-together, she and I stick together.
The party started at 2 and when we walked out of the church many hours later, it was already day light. 4:30 am to be exact. This family is nothing but a group of party animals!
The next day, we went to Sebastian’s grandparent’s house to eat the leftover food and continue the family fun.
Unfortunately, it was 104 degrees in the shade, so we spent most of the day soaking our feet in water and trying to keep cool.
50 years is really something.
Although I had a great time at this golden anniversary party, it made me really sad to think about missing my own grandparent’s 50th wedding anniversary party a few years back. Although I believe my generation will have fewer couples making it this far, I hope some day I’ll be able to celebrate 50 years of married bliss.