our first date

7,665 days=21 years

and yet it’s but a vapor

**ALERT**ALERT***ALERT***

this cheezy post may be harmful to your love life

…..don’t say I didn’t warn you.

“you think you might like to go out sometime?”

our first date 21 years ago

July 19, 1992

He was seventeen

I was all of 15

dinner , movie (A League of Their Own) & a cruise through town

and the rest …as they say…is history

He drove a jacked-up,4×4, blue Ford F150 with mud tires

rocked a mullet and wore 29×34 slim fit wranglers

with a belt buckle we could’ve both eaten off of

you could find him in a mud hole on Saturday night and church on Sunday mornin

he was quiet and gentle with a horse

made my heart do things I can’t explain

then and now…

A wise friend once told me

“… different seasons of life you’ll fall in love with him over and over again as you see him in different roles”

truer words were never spoken

at the time I thought “no way I could love this skinny cowboy more that I do now”

what teeny bop doesn’t dream of her knight in shining armor riding up to wisk her away to their “happily ever after”?

I had mine …

then and now…

but she was right

as much as I loved the redneck he was then…

(be still my heart)

as we walked through our darkest season…

years of infertility and loss

he was my rock.

there were many, many days I was awful. just.plain.awful.

my hormones surged like that of a derailed roller coaster

I ranted and raved and cried and cussed

and he

hugged me

rarely a word spoken

and when he choose to speak they were simple and few “we’re going to be fine babe”

and we were…

then and now..

by God’s grace I was finally was able to give him a son

my cup runneth over

the first time I saw him with him

my heart nearly burst within me

daily I thank God he chose this man to father our boys

he LOVES them…oh, how he loves them

and he teaches them and trains them to be boys of character & integrity

to ride and work and play hard!

loving me and at the end of each day he comes home to us

do we fuss?

ABSOLUTELY! just ask our neighbors..who I am quite certain has heard us “discuss” on more occasions than I care to count

some days we don’t even like each other and yet

we still love -in sickness and in health, for rich or for poorer

till death do us part

#honeymoon