The old man stood there, patiently holding the red blooms in the cool morning air. His wife rumaged through the farmers market booth, inquiring about the wares. Time passed and he continued just to smile.
I can relate, as I have spent countless hours waiting on my wife. I used to carry a book with me everywhere we went, just in case our quick stop became a shopping safari. While it provided a distraction and probably saved me from making a few exasperated comments, I think I have gained a little different perspective over the years.
The glint in her eyes and the little girl in her smile as she tries on a new dress. The care as she thinks through purchases for the boys. Watching her paint a picture of with the flowers she selects to surround the house.
I will be honored to one day, when my hair grows silver, smile and hold red blooms and continue to wait on the little girl, who became the woman, who stole my heart.
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8 comments:
Nice Brian. Thoughts like this should get you a couple of extra goodies under the tree this year.
Women, what will we do with them! j/k Certainly a very sweet blog!
If you haven't heard the song by Brad Paisley and Andy Griffith called Waitin' on a Woman, you should. Fits this perfectly.
Great post!
What can I say, I am in love.
rr, saw brad paisley in concert a few years ago in Baltimore. Enjoy the song, and was an inspiration of the post.
Your Wife is amazing,
She is lucky,
and YOU have such loving observations
of her, how sweet!
Everyone woman loves new dresses, every mother loves her boys, but not every husband enjoys his wife and her doing the way you do...
A loving man you are,
A lucky woman she is,
Together,
You two make the perfect lovers
and build the most beautiful family!
Admirable post!
Thumbs up, Brian!
AWWWWW!
So sweet!
My hubby waits on me too, so patiently!
Margie:)
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