Warning: We are sappy over here today at Mommy Monologues.
My parents got married on March 31, 1980 (originally set for April 1 but they didn’t think anyone would believe they had gotten married.) My father proposed on a Friday on campus at the university in the local town they were both going to law school. This particular spot on campus holds a special place in all of our hearts because it is the place where my grandfather picked my grandmother up for their first date (a blind date no less-61 years & strong too!), my father asked my mother to marry him there, & I took my bridal portraits there.
Anyways…he proposed on Friday, March 28 & one trip to Kmart for wedding bands & 3 days later, they were married at the courthouse (thus the reason they didn’t do it on April 1, who would believe them with or without April Fools’ Day attached to it?!) They had known each other since they were 9 years old, he drove my mother crazy, he was in-love with her always, & finally he won her over with much persistance, they dated six weeks & boom: MARRIED!……
Five children & 30 years later, my mother told me last week that when Daddy’s pick-up truck pulls up in the driveway her heart still flutters. I just hope I will be half as happy in 30 years! I love y’all! Congratulations!!!