Doesn't it seem rather special to meet a couple nowadays where the individuals have chosen to stay together longer than a few years? Do you ever notice older couples holding hands walking in a shop or going to an event who "seem" to still be in love? I do, and it makes me feel all fluffy and happy inside.
It reminds me of how I thought love was supposed to and would last forever.
I watched the emotional and acrimonious "relationship" my parents rumbled around in and always hoped for better. Something more "Father Knows Best" or "Donna Reed" or even "Leave It To Beaver". But we do not get what we wish for ... we get what we need as we are growing up, so we are better and stronger than we would have been if we had only gotten what we wished for.
I was surprised, though, when I discovered that there was a huge love there between my parents. It had drawn them together (well probably more like lust and convenience at first) and held them there supporting each other...even if sometimes reluctantly and resentfully.
I know they both had unfulfilled dreams and unsatisfied desires, yet they managed the "to death do you part" bit for nearly 45 years when my Daddy passed away into Glory...the last day of the year in 1979.
Anyway, I thought this was rather poignant and thought-provoking for all of us to consider and maybe inspire us to turn to our spouses (and even sweet and special friends) and thank them for their faithfulness and loyalty. It is a rare quality today.
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