Welcome back to my blog. If you are new, I have been writing about my life and love. You would have to start with page one to get the whole picture. I guess I am trying to say that love is a choice. Everything you do in life is a choice. It may not seem like it at the time, but no one put a gun to your head with the decisions you have made. Romance is about the flowers and candy and the way your heart beats when he kisses you. But there is a lot more than the physical feeling, it also has an emotional one. It has to do with how much you value that person to make them happy and vice a versa. It is a never ending job and every day is different. Sometimes the maintenance of keeping your love alive is hard work. You can’t take each other for granted or think you know what the other person is thinking. Love should not require demands and we are all worthy of happy endings. It is the possibility of tryiny to give a happy ending to each other.
My life is just a normal life like any average person. I have been so mad I could spit nails and so happy I was jumping around with so much energy. I
guess I am saying that only you can make the happy ending through the choices you make. You can’t hold a grudge, and you have to be able to forgive, forget and go on with life and each other. I have found love and
romance, even in the middle of the growing up years of our children, and in the hectic times we take care of our grandchildren. And when I go to bed at night and see my husband lying next to me sound asleep, I smile and thank God for him.
Well on with my story. Jimmy decided to start getting creative now that we have been married for some time and we are getting older. Maybe I am finally rubbing off on him, haha. I mean for the first few years of our marriage I always seemed to have a surprise party for him, sometimes at home or at a parents house or even at a restaurant. He never seemed to do the same for me but I didn’t care, I just enjoyed surprising him. If we moved someplace and we didn’t have time to make friends I would send a singing balloon gram, like Miss Piggy to his work or bring a big cake to surprise him and share with the employees.
But for my fifty first birthday, he arranged for me to fly a plane. Who would have believed that? I know I was very surprised as we drove to the airport to meet my instructor who must have been in his thirties. He told me a little about himself and then we entered the plane where he started to explain all the gadgets to me. I sat on the left and the instructor sat on the right with Jimmy in the back of this small plane. What a rush to try and keep the plane leveled and try to remember what some of the gadgets meant. Jimmy was a back seat driver if he noticed that I wasn’t keeping the horizon straight he would tell me making me nervous. Of course the instructor was in charge of bringing us up and landing us, but he let me be in charge of keeping the plane smooth as we flew. The sights from up there were beautiful. We flew to Sedona and to see Sedona from the sky was breath taking. There was a narrow landing strip which he took over as we landed. He told us to get some lunch at the airport before we were going to take off back home. To my surprise all my kids were at the airport waiting for me with a cake and balloons. Now for them to drive to Sedona it is a good hour and a half drive so I really appreciated all they did to make this day special.
I guess that is what I mean about love. You have to make decisions to make the other half happy and in turn you will be happy. Well believe it or not I actually have some flying hours if I ever want to go and take flying lessons.
Well I am really busy today on my ambulance so I am getting off for today. Hope you have a great day and share a smile with someone.
I am the Author
a wife, a mother, a grandmother, and still believe in the power of love &