Dearest Diary,
Today is the day on which my mother and father were wed 40 years ago. It is truly amazing how rare and great an accomplishment that can be, for there are very few husbands and wives who have remained together for such a time. I cannot begin to bestow my thanks for having been born to them. In celebration of such an event (that being their anniversary, not my being born to them) we journeyed together to the northern county for the scenery and merchants. We paid a visit to the Castle of San Marcos and shopped in the village. Additionally, we paused a moment along the shore in order that we might partake of the cooling waters before returning to the estates. It was fortunate that my brothers and sister, as well as our beloved aunt was able to make such a journey together with Mother and Father. I am told there could not have been a finer way to celebrate.
It is often that on such an evening I should be telling you of the return to the schoolhouse in the morning, but alas I remain on holiday. Is not it wonderful? It surprises me daily. I shall indeed let it surprise me again on the morrow...
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