Friday, December 5, 2008

If I could be married as long as my grandparents I would be one happy woman. Ever since I can remember I loved watching elderly couples hold hands or just sit together on a park bench. There is something about it that makes me warm and fuzzy inside. Never once did I think that spending my life with one man would be boring. In fact I can't wait to grow old with my husband. I am sure we both will shrink in height and walk slowly hand in hand through the grocery store. I will push the cart and he will place the items in it for me. This picture was taken on my grandparent's anniversary, (pre-hospital) I made them kiss for the camera even though I snapped it a bit too soon lol. It has been the wallpaper on my cell phone ever since. These two would go to the ends of the earth to help anyone out and that is what I admire the most. In light of my grandpa's condition, he still manages to ask how I am doing as if he weren't laying in a bed with cancer. This holiday season we have a lot going on but it just reminds me of how precious life is and how thankful I am to have such wonderful people, like my grandparents, in my life. So whenever you are tempted to get out of the Christmas spirit, stop to smell the roses, or poinsettias in this case.


Bethany Patrice said...

they are so cute. As long as Grandma keeps making pasta and gravy, their marriage will do well :)

mrs. tanuz said...

They are so cute! Uh yeah, Noah is gonna shrink and still be a giant! Lol. Keep me updated on your grandpa. I love you, Cara Mia!