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Headed to Texas


My grandparents. They are adorable. Inseparable.

I love to hear the story about how they met. It is a timeless classic that proves that irresponsible, irrational attraction can grow into love. It is proof that we DO choose who we love. And more than anything, it is proof to me, that true love lasts more than a lifetime,
it lasts far beyond it.

He was in the army. To this day, one of the most stout men I have ever seen. He is strong in every sense of the word. He had that German look to him. Tall, strong, confident. Until the army he had never been outside of Beckville, Texas. All he knew growing up was working in the cotton field for a few cents a day. The war was something new to him, something real and life changing. It made him realize things. It made him want to love.

She was living in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. With big bright eyes and long brown hair, she was watching her parents fall in love with America. Italy was all they had known. Call it fate, call it destiny, call it what you want, but on that one perfect day she decided to go to the park in Pittsburgh with a couple of her girlfriends. Her life would never be the same.

The soldiers pulled up on a bus, coming through that town, and they all gazed out the windows at the people enjoying themselves in the park.

That is when he saw her.

She had her bluejeans rolled up and she was barefoot. She laughed, she ran, she had the most beautiful spirit he had ever seen. So he decided to get off the bus.

Without nerves, without fears, he walked right up to her and asked her where her shoes were. After minutes of talking and laughing with each other, they knew. He asked her - "are you coming to Texas with me, or not?" They joke that he never asked her to marry him, but when she finally grabbed her shoes and headed home to pack, he counts that as a yes.

They have been married 63 years, this year. He still gets teary eyed when he is telling that story. He still remembers it like it was yesterday.

This weekend I watched what love can do. I watched as my grandfather laid in the hospital and my grandmother wouldn't leave his side. I watched a family, that their love created, come together and share laughter and tears. They are two of the most wonderful people I've ever known. And now that my grandfather is healing, my grandmother takes care of him like nothing I have ever seen. Almost like she is taking care of herself. But then again, I guess she is.

I'm so glad she headed to Texas.



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7 comments :

  1. what a great story! and what's even better is this--when you have great examples of what love looks like, that's what you seek out. God bless your grandparents!

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  2. That is the most precious story!

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  3. Great story.. I'm a sap at heart. You should post you and Adams story. I've heard parts, but haven't heard most of it. Maybe it's already on here. I'll poke around.

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  4. Wow! A movie could be made about your grandparent's story. Too cool. I'm glad your grandfather is getting better!!!

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  5. ... and now I am crying.

    What a beautiful story. Makes my almost 2 years of marriage seem like only a second in proportion to the bigger, greater timeline. I'm so thankful to be with a man that I can look forward to the future with.

    So glad I found your blog - hi from 20-something bloggers!

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  6. this is amazing. i love knowing that there is love like this in the world.

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