9 years ago
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Mom as wife
Hey, I remember meeting her when she was a young woman. Literally. She was a senior in High School and I was a freshman at HSU. We dated. Once we decided to get married - we kept pushing up the date. We were excited to do all that cool stuff that goes with marriage. You know. The stuff you dream about - washing clothes together, going to Church together. All the stuff marrried couples enjoy. Ah, the passion of youth. She was what today is termed 'real'. No makeup. No funky hairdo. Just a down to earth, righteous hippy type. That was about 35 years ago. We still enjoy married life. You know. Washing clothes together, going to Church together. All the stuff marrried couples enjoy. Some things never change... Dad
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Dad, reading this was great. Except the "we wash clothes together" part. I'm pretty sure mom takes care of that...
Sorry, had to get my jab in.
Mom is totally the righteous hippy type! I love it. Thanks for taking such good care of her dad!
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