grow old with someone who can make me smile and laugh

This is a goal that requires care and nurturing every single day…

Or you may wake up

and

find…

that what you held most dear

may be at risk…

you have no one to blame but yourself.

All you can do…

is keep being…

yourself.

And evolve into the person that you would want to be wanted…

And witness the trips and tribulations of life…

while sharing all you can

each and every day.

and extend your hand…

and try…

to share with your other…

the day G_d made.

. . . I’m looking forward to a lifetime of memories.

. . . I marry my best friend.

_{looking forward to growing old with you Sweetie}

. . . the past two years of my life have totally incredible. Every day I smile. She has changed my like for the for the better. I never thought that I would ever be this happy. I’m looking forward to growing old with Her.

YES!

I can’t help this BIG smile on my face.

We’re meant…

I AM doing this! I’m completely loving my life with my Michael! The security and love and life with him is everything that I dreamed of and more! Next thanksgiving will be eleven years! He is so wonderful and funny and kind and compassionate… I could go on and on, but I won’t.

We’ve been together now for over 6 months and we continue to make each other smile and laugh. I’m still not getting “old” though. :)

It starts with knowing the same lyrics to tunes that haven’t played in years…

And memories of times spent in a movie house yelling Great Scott and throwing the toilet paper rolls….

It is the little things that are the glue that binds.

And I wouldn’t have it…

any other way.

But also like many things in this world, the devil is in the details...

In this case I am spending the morning cleaning and setting straight. The daily grind of feeding animals, straightening things out, putting up dishes, cleaning windows, dusting surfaces and generally setting what right I may…

all the way being quiet. This is to allow the relief of slumber to strike where it needs to.

Am I an altruest?

Hardly.

It all starts when you get to the conclusion that I am up and in this I am alone.

So you decide not to be a bother and to instead do something useful…

So thus I am engaged.

Being useful…

When deep down, I really would rather…

that I was…

not.

_{part of growing old with someone who can make you smile and laugh is to make as much lemonaid as possible from the lemons you find in your path. The another key part is to have faith that sometimes love manifests in a lack of dust bunnies… LOL}