After 61 Years of Marriage, My Husband and I Went on Our First Trip Together. During the Journey, the Bus Stopped, and My Husband Said He Was Going to the Restroom. But He Never Came Back. When the Driver Approached Me and Showed Me a Video on His Phone, I Saw What My Husband Had Done. My Knees Buckled in Horror, and I Fainted… 
My name is Margaret. I’m 81 years old, and my husband, Robert, is 84.
We’ve been married for 61 years. We have three children, seven grandchildren, and a small house where we’ve spent most of our lives.
Throughout our marriage, we never had the chance to travel together. First, the children were young. Then came work, bills, and responsibilities. Later, health problems made traveling difficult.
So when Robert suddenly suggested taking a bus trip to a seaside town, I actually laughed.
“Robert, traveling at our age?”
He took my hand and smiled.
