At Thanksgiving dinner last night, my 82 year old grandma announced that she and her boyfriend of about 3 years have decided to get married.
I am SO happy for her, because she is the cutest lady and is so incredibly happy to have found this man. They have so much in common, and have known each other since high school, I mean seriously, how freakin cute is that.
My grandma was married for over 50 years to the love of her life, my grandpa. She was devastated when he died, and years later ran into her current boyfriend, whose wife had died about a year before he met back up with my grandma. They started hanging out, going to dinner, to concerts, traveling...and now have decided to be married. Between the two of them, they have 120 years of marriage and are both lucky enough to have found someone else to spend the rest of their days with.
Now, why, might you ask would I be jealous of this? That's simple...both of these folks have found two great loves of their life. Proving that their isn't just one person out there for everyone, its all a matter of timing and common interest and respect and companionship. I'm a bit jealous because at 31 years old I haven't been able to experience that kind of love even once. I feel like I may have come close at a couple different times in my life, but something always ends up falling apart. I can only hope to be as happy as my grandma when I'm her age.
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