Ultradog MN
Well-known Member
- Location
- Twin Cities
My mother used to say that to me when I'd ask too often when were we going to the fair or when I could have a box of .22 shells.
I learned if she said that she was tired of being bugged about it and it was best to leave it alone.
When I was older and had read Galatians a few times I began to understand it meant when the time was right.
And not before.
Many times I asked God for a wife.
I knew other good women but never the right one.
I figured maybe the time would never be right so at last I quit asking.
I met this woman 25 years ago.
She was the manager at an apartment company where I did maintenance for a couple of years.
We got along great. But she was married.
Kept in touch a little over the years.
I did some remodeling for her and her husband and we had some peripheral friends.
I hadn't heard from her much in the last few years till last winter she called and asked if I could fix her slow draining bathtub.
That's when I learned that her husband had died.
I charged her breakfast for the job.
And then we started dating.
Not long after, I asked her if or when she could marry again maybe she would consider someone like me.
She just smiled. But the mist in her eyes told me what I wanted to hear.
10 whirlwind months of meeting her people and she mine.
Holding hands and picnics and weekends.
Laughter. Selling my best tractor to buy her a ring.
The joy of her consoling proximity.
She's 57 and I'm 60.
The goofy, tongue tied, hesitant ways a pretty girl can make a guy act are still there as if you were 20.
Yesterday we had a simple ceremony in front of a judge, three of her friends and three of mine.
And we made our vows.
My first time.
I waited a long time for this.
Wondered if it had all passed me by.
I could go on.
But it's a tractor board after all.
I've finally learned what my mother meant by 'in the fullness of time'.
And something too about a fullness of heart.
Jerry
I learned if she said that she was tired of being bugged about it and it was best to leave it alone.
When I was older and had read Galatians a few times I began to understand it meant when the time was right.
And not before.
Many times I asked God for a wife.
I knew other good women but never the right one.
I figured maybe the time would never be right so at last I quit asking.
I met this woman 25 years ago.
She was the manager at an apartment company where I did maintenance for a couple of years.
We got along great. But she was married.
Kept in touch a little over the years.
I did some remodeling for her and her husband and we had some peripheral friends.
I hadn't heard from her much in the last few years till last winter she called and asked if I could fix her slow draining bathtub.
That's when I learned that her husband had died.
I charged her breakfast for the job.
And then we started dating.
Not long after, I asked her if or when she could marry again maybe she would consider someone like me.
She just smiled. But the mist in her eyes told me what I wanted to hear.
10 whirlwind months of meeting her people and she mine.
Holding hands and picnics and weekends.
Laughter. Selling my best tractor to buy her a ring.
The joy of her consoling proximity.
She's 57 and I'm 60.
The goofy, tongue tied, hesitant ways a pretty girl can make a guy act are still there as if you were 20.
Yesterday we had a simple ceremony in front of a judge, three of her friends and three of mine.
And we made our vows.
My first time.
I waited a long time for this.
Wondered if it had all passed me by.
I could go on.
But it's a tractor board after all.
I've finally learned what my mother meant by 'in the fullness of time'.
And something too about a fullness of heart.
Jerry
