My mom and I were chatting it up this morning for our daily "keep Allison awake on her commute" phone call. Mid-sentence my mom gasps and whispers that she hears footsteps. Just seconds before I drove my Civic into the back of the school bus in front of me, she squealed with excitement. My dad pretended to leave the house for work, then came back home to surprise my mom, who was donning paint clothes and a do-rag, with a big bouquet of flowers for their 30th anniversary.
I know I'm grossly biased, but I think my parents are the cutest ever. They still look at each other like crazy-in-love high schoolers. They still surprise each other all the time. I could not have asked for a better example set for me. I am so thankful for them- that they are together, that they are in love, and that they are re-discovering their lives together as empty nesters. I can't wait to throw them a surprise party for their 50th. I can write that since my parents don't read this little blog. As my mom says, "Sweetiegirl, I couldn't find that thing if I tried all day". Bless that woman.
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Oh my goodness how sweet your words are! And how blessed you are this day and age to have parents and in-laws who are still crazy in love after 30 years! There is nothing harder than marriage but nothing more worth the effort! I love you precious daughter in law!
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