This is my Valentine
What an unlikely pair we are.
He is the late life baby of a hard working Iowa farm couple.
His siblings were teenagers when he was born.
He was pretty spoiled by all.
Although he says they were just tired by the time he came a long , so they let him get by with anything.
I am the oldest child of hippie/ gypsy parents that could never quite decide where they wanted to live or what they wanted to do.
We went on a lot of family vacations , to many museums and had lots of adventures in our station wagon.
He never left the farm , but had lots of "toys".
Horses, motorcycles, stuff like that.
We met in high school.
My Dad was going through his "I want to be a hobby farmer " stage.
We had rabbits, sheep , chickens and goats.
So I joined the FFA chapter.
This is when my farm boy entered my life.
And the rest , as they say, is history.
Now I'm not going to lie or be delusional.
It wasn't all fun.
Or even happy for that matter.
Babies came fast ( I come from very fertile stock ) and money came slow.
And we were very young ( and dumb).
But bottom line , we made it.
Because,
Even though he makes me crazy on a daily basis.
It's his job.
And his hobby !
But you get to a point in you life,
if you are lucky ,
and I am,
that you wake up one day wondering where the years have gone,
only to discover that you are married to your very best friend.
and you know with complete certainty that life is good.
Not every day, but most.
Happy Valentines Day !
