Have you ever thought about what it's going to be like when you're "old"? Not like the kind of thinking you did when you were 12 where you think about the big mansion you'll live in with your rich doctor husband, but the kind where you already have your husband (who isn't rich, but his dimples make you melt when he smiles at you so it's ok), and you wonder what life will be like together? How both of you will be as a married couple down the road? It's kind of a reoccurring daydream I have a lot. I go there in my mind because it's a good feeling for me. I feel like we'll be a "cool" older couple. Maybe a little quirky too, but cool nonetheless...
Although I would make a pretty stellar Walmart greeter, I think I want to work at hobby lobby...for the discount. :) And Johnsie (my cute dimpled better half) will probably be in some sort of customer service field as well. Hmmm...maybe he'll be the Walmart greeter. He loves people too much not to be around them. I will probably have some cute short hair style, platinum in color, and he'll probably wear denim shirts like the ones he currently makes fun of dudes for wearing. Some days he'll take me to lunch and flirt with the young waitress only so he can get her attention long enough to tell her (and anyone else who will listen), how much he loves me, and brag about how we are just about to celebrate our 40th wedding anniversary. Then he'll whip out his wallet and show off his grand kids, hoping that the little waitress really cares about his story and not just her tip. I think about sitting on the porch drinking coffee...playing guitar together when our hands are wrinkled and arthritic...I think about kissing him when I'm 70, and still feeling butterflies in my tummy.
Sometimes I think these daydreams give me a sense of sanity in this crazy world. So for all of you brides-to-be out there, I wish you many years of these daydreams. Don't believe the lies of this world. Marriage is far from disposable. It is sacred and it is beautiful.
So dream on. :)
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