As I impatiently waited for my bus to arrive, I couldn't help but admire this beautiful old couple out the side of my eye. The entire hour we all stood in line waiting for the Greyhound to kindly pick us up, they laughed, they smiled, they bickered and they reminisced, I immediately thought to myself, 'I want that someday'. The idea of loving someone is beautiful, but the idea of loving someone and growing old with them in the process is even more beautiful. They say we can't pick who we love, but in a sense we can.
As I watched them interact with one another, my mind took me to places I had never been before. I was curious as to where they met and how long they had been married. I scanned her hand to see her wedding ring and it was gorgeous. No couple is perfect and I can imagine they've been through their own fair share of drama, but just the fact that they will still holding on strong is what mattered most at the end of the day. I couldn't help, but constantly think how I want to someday have the pleasure of growing with someone. Standing in a line for an hour or more, laughing, smiling and bickering -- but most of all, loving one another.