It occurred to me this weekend that my mom met the person who would go on to become my husband (that's Vern, for those of you following along at home) when she was 42 years old. My mom is now almost 65 years old, so they have known each other for almost 23 years. They are the best of friends and they talk to each other every day and text constantly. I'm kidding about all that stuff, but they do stuff like fart around each other, say inappropriate things while playing board games and have seen each other in their pajamas, so how much closer can two people get, really?
(They also pose for pictures like this for me just because I ask them to.)
Then, it occurred to me that I am going to be 42 years old in two short years! What people have I yet to meet that will go on to have such an impact on my life? A younger fellow that I can fart around and make jokes with and sit on his knee and stuff? I can't wait! And grandkids and stuff like that? Whole other beings who are yet to be created? That is going to be amazing.
Life is so weird, when you think about it, people. So weird. I can't wrap my head around stuff like this sometimes.
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