January 6, 2013

Whenever my dad leaves on a trip, I watch this happen.

I've witnessed it one hundred thousand times. It never gets old.

They spend their empty nester days cruising to San Juan, jet-setting to Rome, exploring Monet's gardens in Giverny, and bringing me home impressionist souvenirs.
37 married years, 7 children, and 11 grand babies later, Nance and John are still in major love.

I want to be them when I grow up.
But really, who doesn't?

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