Journey Day 196

So today I was sitting in church, and I looked to my right and I saw my parents holding hands. Twenty two years and seven kids later they still have a spark. I looked around me and not many couples were holding hands (I'm sure they have other ways of showing affection!), but my parents were. I love that, it gives me hope that even after 2 decades, 6 pregnancies, 1 adoption, and countless arguments, it is possibly to  still have that spark. I never doubted my parent's love for one another. Sure they get in fights, but my dad always tells my mom how much he loves her, and to my despair they insist on being kissy kissy even when I am right there. Yes I am 21 and yes it grosses me out when my parents kiss. I know, I'm ridiculous. I know what real love in a marriage looks like thanks to my parents. I know that fights happen, and that's ok. I know it's healthy to have those when it isn't in excess. I know how important it is to tell that person that you love them, but also show them you love them. I know how important it is to put that person first, and when dealing with kids to always take your significant other's side, at least in front of the kiddies. I will be able to love my future husband and my future children because of the way my parents loved one another and because of the way they loved me. We are certainly not a perfect family, we fight tons BUT we laugh tons and love tons so in the end it evens out. I want to be the couple that holds hands in church while my kids watch on, and I know it's possible because I see it in action everyday while I'm at home. The world may tell me the spark will die, but because of my parents I know that with hard work the spark will grow. I know that I will be able to continue the tradition of grossing my kids out with plenty of displays of public affection and I know that it takes tons of work. I am so stinking blessed to be their daughter and I look forward to watching their love grow!