In the year 1979 a young 15-year-old girl went on a blind double date with a good looking, long-haired, popular guy from school and another couple. She really didn’t know how to act as this was her first date. They went to dinner, then a movie, and that night a spark was lit that still burns today.
After this date the two fell in love or it sure felt like it. The girl’s parents were not too excited that she had become so serious so young, but agreed to allow her to double date with the “hippy”, as her dad called him, if he would get a haircut and take the loud muffler off his car. Which he did because he so wanted to date the one he loved so much.
They dated two years to the day and got married August 1, 1981 with one stipulation from her father ~ she had to graduate high school. Which she did and the day she took the diploma in her hand, her parents were there looking on with pride.
They lived life together, had two children, moved to three different states, and even lived in Germany a year because he was stationed there with the army.
These two grieved together over the loss of animals, aunts, uncles, and parents. They rejoiced over healings, salvations, triumphs of their children and each other. They supported and loved each other as they walked and sometimes ran down the hardest roads two could go.
These two Valentines have never given up, have held on for dear life, have sat and listened, laughed and cried, fought and made peace, forgiven and made a life together. Yet the greatest gift the two have given and received is love, love that only a loving God could implant in their hearts for one another. This love has and will endure, this love will grow old together, this love will hug grandchildren one day, this love accepts one another, this love protects, gives unselfishly, is kind and everlasting.
This life and this love is mine. The man I love and live it with is my husband Ed. I am thankful for all God Himself has given us together. Happy Valentine’s Day my true love!