Since Marisa died, it’s been hard to look at older couples.

Yesterday in the grocery store I saw a couple I know that are in their 70’s.  Much of me wanted to stop them, ask them if they realize how blessed they are to grow old together.

Long before I was married, I remember being with a friend when her sister’s husband came home from an extended absence.  The husband and wife hardly acknowledged eachother with more than a friendly exchange.  I remember saying that if I was away from my spouse from an extended period of time, I would take her behind the barn to reunite.

I wonder if there are barns in heaven.

Thank you for all the comments.