Second Time’s the Charm…
She wasn’t planning on even going to the party. She wasn’t up for it. She had a daughter. She was a single mom. She didn’t have time for a party.
But she went and she met him.
They were both divorced and in their mid-thirties. I don’t know if they were looking for love. He was a surgeon, quite the busy little bee. She was a school teacher with a pre-teen daughter. They both had lives that depended on them.
But love didn’t care about any of that.
A year to the day after that party, they wed in a small ceremony. They loved each other eternally but I bet they were both scared. They’d played this game before and lost. Would they make it?
They lived in a small house close to the hospital. He took her daughter in as his own. He worked long hours but always made time for them. They were happy.
She was pregnant within the year. Once again, she was scared. She was over 35; a smoker. Her pregnancy had risks but they wanted another child. Nine months later, a healthy, baby girl was born. She chose to stay home with their girls and left the teacher’s life behind. A year after that, they moved into their dream home. The fears they’d once had crumbled behind them as they burst forth into their new lives. They were a family; a family they’d both always wanted but never thought they’d have.
The years passed and their children grew. Eight years after they married, their oldest daughter went off to college. He worried about the time he’d missed with her. He was always at the hospital. He made it home for dinner as much as possible but he missed birthdays and holidays. He wanted more time.
He retired at 47 and spent the following years watching his baby girl grow. He attended every soccer game and dance recital. They went on family vacations and didn’t have to worry about on-call scheduling. Life was perfect.
Their baby girl soon grew up before their eyes. She ran off to college with a kiss and a wave and never looked back. They were once again alone; just the two of them. You’d think they’d be lonely, missing their children who had shared their home for eighteen years.
You’d be wrong. Well, of course they missed their girls, but their absence opened up a lifetime of opportunities for them to create new memories together. For the next ten years, they did just that.
While it may have taken a while for them to find each other, once they met, the rest was history.
Happy Anniversary Mom & Dad – Here’s to 30 more!
Sorry for the cheese factor but I’m so happy for them!
You don’t always get it right the first time around… Sometimes you just need a re-do…
Awesomeness Awaits at Yeah Write!