Worth the Wait (for 5.29.12)

I look out the kitchen window at you, working in the garden. You stand up and stretch, then walk into the house.

The chair creaks and you groan as you sit down.

I turn and laugh.

"What's the matter, old man? You tired?"

You just grunt and begin eating the food I set in front of you.

"Thank you for choosing me."

You look up and smile.

"Thank you for thirty-one years of happiness. Happy Anniversary, Love!"

"Thirty-one years," I echo.

"So, was I worth your wait?"

I chuckle.

"Of course you were, Silly."