Sunday, June 28, 2009
36 years ago, they were not quite perfect for each other.
She was a pastor’s daughter – the good kind, not the crazy kind.
He may or may not have gotten expelled from college for something that may or may not have involved streaking.
Since she was so sweet, his coach let her ride the team bus to all of his basketball games. At one of those games, she may or may not have suffered getting a splinter in her butt. At another game, he may or may not have gotten decked by an angry competitor and spent the next months with his jaw wired shut.
She had the guts to bring him home to meet her pastor’s family, while he sucked her mom’s cooking through a straw.
He, all scraggly and lanky, held back her long hair as she got sick after her wisdom tooth operation.
He asked for her hand in marriage and was put off by her concerned parents. So, he asked again.
35 years ago, they got married.
That was when it occurred to her she didn’t know how to cook.
So, he ate hamburger helper and applesauce for a year (but not once since).
And soon after, they began making gorgeous children.
Perfect for each other.
Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad.