When I was young I pictured love to be like Prince Charming & Sleeping Beauty, Cinderella or Snow White. They meet, fall in love, embrace and become one in mind, heart and soul. They are attentive to each other and their desire for children would make them become one in the flesh.
I hear many times older couples say that they loved each other more and more each day. More than the day they were married. For some reason I had trouble believing that and wondered if they were being truthful.
In my Grandmothers kitchen she had a plaque that read "Kissin' don't last. Cookin' do". I always thought that must be part of the loving each other more and more as they grew old. They trade the kissin' physical stuff, needed for procreation, in for a deeper, truer love:
A love that sits together at the breakfast table & still talks about the future.
A love that happens in the day time.
A love you see through a look in their eyes, a smile on their lips and a touch of the hand.
A love that can sense the other's feelings and cares about them.
A love that isn't critical but encouraging.
A love that doesn't drive them to bed but rather progresses them forward in their love of God and like-mindedness with each other and their goals and desires to succeed in God's eye.
A love that turns their desires outward from self to others.
A love that has melded them together into one whole. Best friends, eternal partners.
A love where time works it's magic through all they've been through together.
A love that's called sweetheart, mommy, daddy, grandma, grandpa.
A love that truly does love more and more each day, more than the day they were married.
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