My Mother came into town Sunday to attend a nursing conference in the city. I was basically her driver/hotel concierge/hostess for the last two days and I am exhausted! I enjoyed having her around but my poor Father was clearly miserable without his wife.
Dad constantly called to hear her voice, remind her to take her medication, and any other random excuse he thought up to dial her number. It’s endearing and sweet to see their romance continue all these years! When I saw them light up when they reunited (after 48 whole hours!), I got all choked up and misty. It was like a sappy The Notebook moment right there in the parking lot.
I thought, “You know? I kind of want that!” No, seriously! I’ve been ambivalent about marriage and commitment in the past, but watching my parents yesterday made me think that marriage is totally worth it. I would love to have a man still stand the sight of me, let alone love me, after over 40 years of marriage!
Do you think marriage and commitment is worth all the challenges that are sure to come?
How do you think your parent’s relationship shaped your perception about love, commitment, and relationships?
What was your first memory of love and affection in your home?