Saturday, January 3, 2009

38 years of marriage... my parents.

My Pappa was stationed in the Philippines when he met my Momma.
I once found love letters he wrote her in a box during their courtship.

When his orders were done and he came back to the states, my Granddaddy used to tell me that Pappa was so sad... didn't go out with his friends and he knew something was wrong.
He missed Momma.

My Grandaddy wrote a letter to Momma's Dad, asking for his blessing for his son to ask for her hand in marriage.
Pappa sent a ring that my Mom would have to put tape around so it would fit her skinny little filipino finger. :)

38 years.
38 years ago.

My parents continue to show me what love should be about. What God's blessings can do in your life if you let Him.

Love isn't always the answer... and love sometimes isn't enough....

I'm learning that.
And so on my parent's anniversary... their 38th, I've decided to stop pretending. I can't do it. If I did... i wouldn't believe anymore. I'm empty right now... but I know that I'm still not too far gone in believing i can have a 38 years of marriage myself. To be someone's wife.

To have a love like theirs.
Everyone deserves to have that... and why not me?

3 comments:

LENORENEVERMORE said...

How sweet it is...I always admire couples who still keep the fire burning... warmth all around!!!
Cheers to them dear!

Geisslein said...

What a cute post! Thanks for sharing with us! Wish you a wonderful year! Snowy greetings from germany, geisslein

EliandMe said...

Of all the people I have ever not technically met, you are the most deserving of an everlasting love. Never doubt that for second, do what you need to do to make it happen, and remember your back up girls will always be here for you.

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