LOVE.
I love seeing older couples at stores, holding hands- it makes my heart so happy. Maybe it's their second marriage, maybe they haven't been together for most of their lives- but I always like to imagine they've been together forever. Soul mates.
Last month Steven's parents celebrated their 40th anniversary and next month, my parents will celebrate their 30th. Impressive. Not to say either of those marriages have been perfect but they have set the perfect example. They've all been through tough times, hell- my parents even divorced each other. But they learned that true love prevails. I can't wait til that's us celebrating those LONG years of marriage.
We argue. We disagree. We do things to purposely piss each other off, but at the end of the day- we go to sleep next to each other and know we're in this for a lifetime. I never have, nor will I ever, say our relationship is "perfect"- that's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard and I laugh inside anytime I hear somebody say it about their own. But I know for a fact that I'm married to the man that was made for me. I will say this, we're a pretty incredible team. :)
I used to hate thinking about getting older. But as I get older, my life just keeps getting better and better. It doesn't freak me out as much anymore...
especially with him by my side.
We used to talk about our "hims," I'm so happy we have them and the sweet little babies we have because of them!
ReplyDeleteWe're so blessed.