Excerpt from a book called "By The Fireside" by Charles WagnerBook written in early 1900's
"We are too familiar with these unions where love, dying early, sleeps forgotten in a hidden corner of the memory, like the wedding-dress and orange blossoms in some remote chest. We end by believing that it must be so, that it is the law of life.
Let us lift our hearts to something more lasting, to a more tenacious love, not ending with the roses but faithful, deep-rooted and abiding, a love that braves the tempest and fears no frosts.
It is not at all like a pretty child, full of caprice and half rebellious; it is a rough and ready comrade, not indifferent to fine weather, but known for what it is, and proven in dark days.
It knows how to suffer, to pardon and to endure.
It does not hang upon a ray of sunshine or the colour of a lock.
It has no age, or rather, like good wine, age mellows it.
As the delicious German proverb has it--"Alte Liebe rostet nicht," old love never rusts."
This post is dedicated to Elouise & Barney, the couple whom these hands belong to.
They celebrated 67 years of marriage just this February!
~Staying In The Day
~CC
1 comment:
how perfectly sweet and wonderful! I love this kind of story...that of forever love. blessings. Dixie
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