You'll Be Older Too

We met when we were still young. I remember contemplating what the future might be like, and it seemed to me that it would be pretty easy to love each other as we grew old.

Some couples drift apart over time. Others grow even closer. The secret is remembering to always turn toward each other, even when life, with all its distractions and busyness, urges you to turn away.

What I have learned is that gray hair and a few wrinkles don't really matter. What matters is knowing who we really are, seeing and appreciating each other, not only as who we once were, but as who we have become.


 

You Don't Have to Be Young

My great-aunt Ruth was 48 years old when she married the love of her life, Steve. They both worked for the County Sheriff's department and had known each other nearly twenty years. I don't know when their romance started, but I know that for a time they hesitated to get married because their families did not approve. They both lived with widowed parents who were very protective of their middle-aged children.