Feel the Love

Nothing is more heart warming then seeing two people in love. You see it in their eyes, you hear it when they talk, it really is quite infectious. We all smile back at young lovers perhaps remembering the beginning of our own love story. Yes, there is always a story that goes with love. There is a story when he or she proposed and there are stories of their big day.

My story begins with meeting my husband, before he was my husband, at a crossover on the interstate. This is an unusual place to meet, but not so unusual if you are state troopers. 🤪

I now kid him that I thought he dropped a fork when he got down on one knee to ask me to marry him. It was a fast drop and I had to be paying attention. He was sure people were watching us. We decided to get married outside at a beautiful botanical garden.

At the time we were saying our vows to each other, someone, outside of this peaceful garden setting, decided to burn some rubber with what I imagine was a souped up car. All we could hear was the roaring of the tires. I am not sure if anyone heard a word we had said to each other, but we did.

We actually got married on a Sunday, went on a honeymoon and came back to have our reception on Saturday. Yes there were people confused on when we actually got married, and yes we had a very logical reason for doing this. Just got to trust me on this one.

We arrived early at the reception wanting to personally greet every guest. But fate stepped in. My mom, who was very excited about the wedding and very excited to have out of town guest coming, got suddenly very sick while at the reception. So sick we had to call her an ambulance. My father, my new husband and I followed the ambulance to the hospital. She was ok. She was diabetic and her levels got too high. She needed to stay overnight for observation.

We went back to our reception. The food was all gone, but the cake still needed to be cut. Photos were taken and I got to dance with my dad and my new husband. It was a long day. If I remember correctly we took a bottle of wine home and killed it. All that had happened was crazy stressful. But I now had someone by my side to help me get through life’s many challenges.

We’ve been married 34 years now. We have lost family members, dealt with health issues, went to college, travelled and did our share of moving. Now we are retired. Now we enjoy grandkids, family and friends. It has been quite the journey.

But our journey started with just a look. With a simple cup of coffee and a lot of laughter. Just like this painting full of love and possibilities. I wish them both a lifetime of happiness and great stories.

“She Said Yes” 11”x14” watercolor on Arches

Thoughtful Gift

I got an email a while back from a man who wanted a painting done of his wife’s dog. He wanted a big painting. Hmm, how big is big I asked. He didn’t know. I asked if he had a big wall to put it on. No not really, he said. We came up with a size and he sent me some photos. It was a beautiful German Shepard. I asked him when he wanted it. He said half laughing, next week. I laughed too. He said that isn’t enough time is it? No, but Christmas is around the corner. That will work he said.

What I thought of when painting this portrait was the young man’s desire to surprise his wife. I didn’t know he was young until he picked up the painting. The older I’m getting the younger everyone else seems to be. He wanted something unique as a gift. He put thought into what would make her happy. I’m a romantic. I love to watch people in love. I loved that he didn’t give her a gift card or perfume. I bet she will love the fact he came up with this idea more then the painting itself. I do hope she loves the painting too. ❤️

I don’t know if he will be able to wait until Christmas to give her this gift. I know I have a very hard time keeping gift secrets from my loves. At least the painting is small enough to hide.

“Lexus” 11×14” acrylic on canvas

A New Title

I have had many different titles in life. Being a daughter, sister or friend were titles I didn’t give a lot of thought too. They didn’t feel like special titles, but more about the roles in life that I found myself in.

As I entered the adult world and began my work life there were more titles that came with different responsibilities. Titles that would define my position in the agency I worked for. Titles taken away when I retired. But in 1988 I got a new title. One that I still have today. It is one of my most cherished of titles. I’m called grandma.

So when I learned that two dear friends of mine were becoming grandma and grandpa for the very first time, I wanted to do something special. They have sent us pictures of their granddaughter when she was born, her first day in child care and her first tooth. Yep, I remember well the excitement of those moments.

So here’s to you Grandma and Grandpa. Enjoy your new titles. Enjoy making memories. Enjoy the laughs and hugs. Especially enjoy the kisses and the cuddles. That is the very very best thing about this new title.

I love to hear “Grandma I miss you”, which makes me so glad I lived to enjoy this moment. ❤️