I think the thing that I'll look back and remember the most about Houston someday will be the long walks with my wife. I am very thankful that we have a little park in the center our apartment complex and she and I walk everyday. During those walks we have come to some pretty amazing realizations about life, God and the people that he wants us to be. In fact, I think those walks are something akin to what Eden might have been like if we hadn't screwed things up. (Accept I we don't walk around naked. (Well I do, sometimes, when she triple dog dares me at 2 a.m.)
Nothing feels better than a good walk with my wife, thinking, laughing, praying, feeling excited, or just a peaceful contemplative silence.
Couples don't get out anymore and go for walks and it is a shame. We are too scared to go for a walk or sometimes we think we are too tired and we can't. Hogwash. Get up and get going! Shoot, get a babysitter or take the kids with ya!
Because it is different than sitting and chatting. And be honest, when you were dating I bet you took a bunch of walks. Right? When I see old couples walking I always wonder if one of the reasons that they made to "old couple" status is because they kept taking walks together.
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Not to change the subject here (great post, enjoyed it a lot), but you start out talking about Houston like it's already in your rear view mirror or something...
As they would say here in Nashville, in a twangy country-song kinda way, "do you have leavin' on yer mind?".
My wife and I also enjoy going for walks, but haven't made much time for it lately. Well, that's not altogether true. We've been taking our cats out into the yard for walks lately. And swimming more than walking. But you're absolutely right about this, it's healthy on so many levels.
"do you have leavin' on yer mind?".
Yes. We have been thinking about New York a lot lately.
It is no secret that I have always pretty much hated Houston with burning passion but loved the people (and food) like crazy. However, neither of which are the reasons we are considering the move.
That all has to do with the Lord and other fun stuff.
That picture is depressing. I know it's supposed to be sweet and all, but....when we get that old, and I try to wear those pants, you are to forbid the walks until we find me something new.
If that gray-haired old person with the crazy pants is actually a....woman? Is that a woman? I can't tell....
I swear that I am going to wear the wildest and most hideous pants when I get that age. And yeah, believe me, it was the best of the pics I could find with old folks in it.
FancyPants - Further proof of just how young you still are.
The years will wear down your resistance, and by the time you reach that age you won't give a flying flip what you look like or what people think about you.
I'm already starting to show signs of this, and I'm only about halfway there. :-)
I changed the picture. On further examination, I think that the old couple was in fact, two dudes.
Two guys. Are you sure? When you get that old it can be tough to tell the difference. As my older friend's son told her several years ago, "Mom, when I grow up, I hope my mustache is as nice as yours."
MB
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