Edith had wanted a honeymoon in Paris but her husband said NO! so she scrimped and saved for 40 years to make her dream come true.
Edith Dalton had been dreaming about visiting France since she was a little girl. When she’d accepted Hank’s marriage proposal, she timidly mentioned that she’d love a honeymoon in Paris, but her brand-new fiancé had disappointed her.
“France?” he’d sneered. “You think I’m gonna blow that kind of money on a honeymoon when I need a new car? Keep dreaming!”
Edith had obediently kept dreaming, and now, after forty years of marriage, that dream was finally coming true.
Edith was determined to go to France before she and Hank were too old to travel | Source: Shutterstock.com
For forty years Edith had saved up every dollar that came her way and vowed that she’d see France if it was the last thing she did. In the meantime, Edith also took French classes and soaked up everything she could about French art, culture, and cuisine.
It was to her credit that Edith managed to do all this while raising three children, working as a substitute teacher, and putting up with Hank. Hank wasn’t the easiest of men, but he was honest and hardworking, and in his own way, he loved Edith and their children.
So while Edith dreamed of romance and adventure, years went by, her children grew up, and she got older. Then one day she woke up and realized it was now or never.
Edith was now sixty-seven, Hank was seventy-two and they might not be fit and spry for much longer — especially Hank who had been gaining weight since his retirement.
Edith was disappointed when Hank refused her a honeymoon in France | Source: Unsplash
Edith felt that the perfect opportunity to spring her surprise on Hank was in as public a way as possible, so she organized a fortieth wedding anniversary celebration and invited all their friends and relatives.
At the height of the party, Edith broke the news. “As you all know,” she said breathlessly, “Hank and I have been in love for forty years, and I think it’s time for a second honeymoon!”
Edith smiled radiantly at Hank and handed him a giant envelope with ‘Bon Voyage’ printed in giant gold letters. Hank opened the envelope and his mouth hung open. “Tickets to Paris?” he asked, frowning.
