May is the month for my 64th Birthday and Our 39th Wedding
Anniversary. I think this is what prompted me to write this post.
So, indulge me here because I'm getting kind of sappy.
I was sitting in Pizza Hut with my son enjoying our time together.
We try to do this at least a few times a week just to talk and catch up on things.
I noticed an elderly couple walking across the parking lot.
She was holding onto his arm and looked as though she was somewhat unstable. He took great pains to make sure that he held her tight while she slowly took each step.
When they made their way to the table he pulled out her chair and gently wrapped her sweater around her frail shoulders. I couldn't help but notice the love that was so apparent in his eyes.
He prepared her salad and unwrapped her silverware, all the time making sure that she was comfortable. He took his seat and reached across the table to hold her hand as they said a little silent prayer. (By this time I was completely absorbed in the two of them and tried not to let anyone see me stare.) She gave him a little smile and he asked her if she needed anything else.
It was apparent that she wasn't very well. And I thought it was so sweet that he still took her out to eat and although it was probably a great effort he made sure she was first in his life. The romantic in me made me think that he was was her knight in shining armor and that he would do anything for her.
Indulge me here...
He most likely was a young soldier in WWII and she was his young bride waiting for him to return home so they could start a family and make a life together. (sigh)
I wonder if when I'm older and become frail if my husband will be my Knight in shining armor. Will he still love me, will he still take me to out to dinner although it requires an effort. Will he still look at me with love in his eyes. Will he still see the once young and pretty girl inside the face that now isn't so young. When we spend those final years together will we sit and talk about when life was hard and how we worked to make it better. Will we smile and remember that young and wild romantic love that we shared in the beginning that over the years turned soft and as comfortable as an old pair of shoes. Will we still be able to laugh about some of the silly arguments that we used to have and will we hold close to our hearts all that we have loved so dear and so long.
I think so. I hope so.
Happy 39th Anniversary Mr. Sissie, I love you so very much.
Time goes by so quickly, doesn't it?
I'm counting my blessings today. How about you....