It was snowing the other day when Dad was dancing in the living room. And like every single time it snows, he sang "Walking in a Winter Wonderland" all day long. Mom never, ever sings out loud when anyone's around. Still, let two snowflakes fall and before the second one hits the ground, she'll be humming, "in the meadow we can build a snowman."
Dad and Mom met when they were 14 and 16. Dad's family moved to the tiny Iowa town where Mom had lived all her life. "Winter Wonderland" came out that winter and they heard it on the radio a lot. The other day, Dad said, "We spent that whole winter walking around together in the snow, holding hands. Falling in love." As he talked, he blushed. Furiously. Even his ears turned bright red. 60 winters have come and gone since that one, but he still blushes at the memories.
Must have been hot out there in the cold.
9 comments:
Beautiful piece, Jerri.
Wow - I love these stories of your parents. My daughter is almost 14, I cannot imagine her finding her life mate then, but is she does, I hope and pray he's like your father!
Blushed to his ears?! Must have been pretty hot.
Great story
God, I love your parents! Please give your father an enormous hug for me when you see him next, would you?
I am so pleased that they are a constant in your life, Jerri. What a gift you are to each other!
Love.
Aw, so sweet.
Rare, beautiful and inspirational they are. Thanks for sharing.
Yikes! What were those two up to that would cause a 60 year blush?
Oh my gosh, your parents KILL me!! So.Sweet.
*happy sigh*
;)
Jerri, you are lucky to have these stories to tell; you capture the sweetness perfectly. Thank you! xo t
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