We spent part of this past Sunday afternoon on our front porch, rocking in our separate rocking chairs, quietly chatting so the boys wouldn't know we were out there eating ice cream without them as they watched Duct Tape forever...again.
It wasn't anything deep. We were discussing the book I had just read, the crops, the wood he had cut, how to get over poison ivy...just random pieces of our weekend.
But there is no one else I would rather spend the rest of my life with on a little front porch rocking in the rocking chair, eating ice cream and discussing mundane life tidbits with.
We have reached that point where we are no longer newlyweds (thank goodness!) but we aren't the oldest couple out there either (ie, much to learn). Some days it seems like we have just gotten married, but then we glance back at all the boys in the back of the suburban and know full well it's been awhile since we said "I do".
When I said "I do" to him, I did not think I could possibly be more in love. I looked at our brand new future life through rose colored glasses, and at my husband the same way, sure our life would be a fairy tale.
And now I look at him and love him more than I can put into words, I know very well that life - married life and life in general - is tough. But I also know that it is worth all the work, a hundred times over it is worth all the work.
Because I am truly blessed. I am truly head over heels in love with my hubby. And I hope that one day, fifty years from now (when I am still younger than him!) we are still rocking in rocking chairs on our front porch, staring out at the crops, discussing grand kid tid bits and eating ice cream.
THAT is a real life fairy tale life.
I love you, ever so much, Jake. Thank you for marrying this little country girl all those years ago, and then spending all these years laughing and being my best friend and loving me on my bad days and holding me on tough days and being a great daddy to all the boys we've been blessed with.
You make me laugh, you make me break out in silly songs...you make my tummy do butterfly flip flops and my knees go weak.
Here is a song we both really liked, but didn't know the other liked it, till we watched the top 20 countdown one lazy coffee drinking Saturday. I think it's one of Reba's best. Enjoy.....