We were holding our hands as we both walked down the beach - our routine morning walk. I loved the sun, shinning right on our face as we feel the warmth of the sun. I look at you and smile. The same hand which held my hand when we travelled in Cambodia in 2006, though with a white crown and wrinkles over your face , you are still looking at me with those loving eyes. I have the last 60 years to thank you for being there for me at all times.  Though we can’t walk as fast like in those younger days , forgetting not everyone has long legs, we still love holding each other hands to walk by the beach. I am still reminding you of your slouch back. How can i make you remember dear?
Our children are all happily married with their respective lives. We choose to live by ourselves, the 2 of us near this beach house where we run an small lodge house. I teach the children how to paint , on the last Friday of every month. You still do free lance consulting on digital marketing , only meaning ful projects. We love to invite the neighbour occasionally to join us for a Sinagpore meal; with you being the chef. Sometimes, we get adventurous ,i tryto invent  new dishes and you will sit on the opposite  of the open kitchen table to read me the steps , drink a mouth of the red wine and  place the glass between my lips.  .
It’s a simple home, white in color , and modern. I like to read outside the house, hear the waves while you surf the internet; telling me how times have changed . Some things in your life stays the same : the latest Mac computer and the latest i-phone.
I know life is going to begin elsewhere for us soon. I am not afraid because i know you will be there with me.; just like the last 60 years.