Love and Other Saturday Wonders

My friend and I took our children to the University of Georgia football game on Saturday. The Bulldogs played the Ole Miss Rebels for homecoming and won after a very ugly first quarter, 37-10 (woof, woof, woof)! As the game waned on and on because it was televised and there were lots of TV timeouts, we began to talk about things outside the realm of football. Imagine that!

During a slow time in the game, my friend was telling me about her parents. She said they secretly married during their senior year of high school and only revealed the truth to their parents upon graduation. They are still married, have four adult children, and many UGA Gamegrandchildren. I have met her parents at a number of our children’s sporting events and adore them. As a lover or romance and a romance writer, I was blown away by the romantic story. Until I glanced at the back of my fifteen-year-old son’s head (that’s it there, the last one on the right. Yes, he is cut in half…) and imagined my very own son doing the same thing in three-and-a-half years! Suddenly the story wasn’t quite as romantic as it first seemed.

And then I remembered that I was only twenty when I met and fell in love with my husband. We are, in fact, celebrating our nineteenth year of marriage tomorrow. So even if my son doesn’t meet, fall in love with, and marry his high school girlfriend, he may very well meet, fall in love with, and marry his college girlfriend in five years. So in three to five years, I could be blessed with a daughter-in-law and a few years later, grandchildren.

It really would be a blessing to see him fall in love and marry. Frankly, I can’t wait for him to have children and experience the highs and lows of parenthood. When the teenage years roll around, I’m going to sit back and swallow the words ‘I told you so’ as he muddles through these fun years with the love of his life by his side. At least I hope that’s how his future goes. I have no control over how he lives his life and who he chooses to marry, but I do know that my husband and I are doing the best we can to set a good example of marriage for him and our daughter.

Can we do better? Absolutely we can. We were kids when we met and slightly older kids when we got married. We basically grew up together. Now we are raising kids of our own and making more mistakes than we ever thought possible. This parenting thing is hard! But the one thing I know we’ve done right is to love one another every day and to love the life we live.

This one’s for you, Boog. I wouldn’t have done it any other way.


About Christy Hayes

A wife, a mother and a writer of romantic women's fiction. I love dogs, exercise and cable news.

Posted on November 5, 2012, in Blog Posts and tagged , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 16 Comments.

  1. Sweet post, Christy. But, don’t rush it! While these years seem painful now, they go quickly (at least I hope they’ll go quickly with my second one!) and it’s fun to watch them grow in to young men. You and Chris have set a wonderful example–the best life lesson for your son. 🙂

    • I’m not rushing it, Tracy. He’d have to get a girlfriend first 🙂 These last few years have flown by so fast, I know we’ll be at that stage before I even know what happened!

  2. Happy Anniversary, a day early! What a wonderful post to remind us that love stories aren’t just fiction. Sometimes the everyday kind are the best!

  3. Have no doubt — you and Chris are doing a wonderful job with those two kids of yours! We find ourselves very lucky to call ourselves your friends. It is a challenge, each and every day, and we can only hope we continue to do the best we can. So far, so good I say! Happy Anniversary!

    • Lisa…have you been around my kids lately?? Just kidding. Thank you for the kind words and that lucky business goes both ways! We HAVE to get together soon. Football ends at some point, right?

  4. Happy Anniversary!

    It’s definitely a sweet story until, you’re right, looking at it from a parent’s perspective. Wow!

  5. Christy, I suddenly have the urge to put aside my WIP and write a story about a secret marriage. Or perhaps incorporate the secret marriage idea into my current WIP. OMG, what a fantastic fairy tale come true. 🙂

    Happy anniversary to you and your Boog. You will both survive the teen years, perhaps with a few more gray in your hair.

  6. Nice post, Christy, and I have had similar thoughts about my son. Because I married late in life (at 38) I cannot imagine getting married at 18 or 19 or 20. But I’m aware young people do it all the time. However, when I look at my son (18) I cannot imagine it. He can hardly take care of himself and would not be able to work 40 hours a week to pay for rent and food. And having children? AACH! He acts like a toddler himself most of the time. So my thoughts run in “scary” mode when I imagine this scenario.

  7. Great post, Christy. Of course I left a comment but WP is always messing with me and my comment may be in Spam. Patti

  8. Chris (aka Boog) Hayes

    Just landed back in Atlanta (finally…24 hours later) and I can’t wait to see my family and my lovely wife who I love more than when we met 22 years ago…and she is still my best friend.

    Best 19 years of my life sweetie…I am a lucky man. Love, Boog

  9. Very sweet. A testament to true love. 🙂

  10. As the mother of an 18YO son in the throes of his first real love, I have to say this post terrifies me. But in the end, I know you’re right. We can scream and preach and lecture until the end of time, but the best thing we can do as parents is set a good example. Thanks for reminding me of that!

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