Tim and Eva honeymooned by the silvery stream with shiny fish of glittering gold.
“Hey, Ev, honey, let’s do a little fly fishing.”
“O, Sweetheart, I’d rather stay inside and organize our wedding pictures.”
Fifty years slipped along smoothly as the stream flowed. They returned for their golden anniversary.
“Hey, Ev, honey, let’s do a little fly fishing.”
“O, Sweetheart, I would rather stay in and write our story.”
“He liked fishing in the streams;
I liked logging all our dreams.
On special hobbies, we seldom agree;
But our lives have been good—just Tim and me.
Written for Rochelle’s picture prompt, an entry for Friday Fictioneers. Go to https://rochellewisoff.com/ and click below the lazy frog to see how others handle this picture prompt.
PHOTO PROMPT © Penny Gadd
About oneta hayes
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
The secret, perhaps, is to give each other space
Thankfully my husband allows that. He teased a bit when I got a Doctorate but he didn’t. Seriously he was proud for me. Some guys would not allow that. Of course that is because I know he knows I believe he has the brains to do that but circumstances did not let him. I have a doctorate in Christian Ministries; I had a job in Christian Education. That helped a lot! But the thesis was a big deal.
So romantic, love it!
Those fifty years had lots of ups and downs but the base of their love was solid.
And thats why it’s special. They still loved regardless.
Great take on the prompt. Beautifully written.
Thank you. Fortunately I am among a generation who still believed in long marriage – and a generation in which it became all right to be “one’s own self” as one of two that becomes one.
Respecting each other’s differences is part of the chemistry for a long marriage. Eva might not enjoy fly fishing, but she does come along.
I am definitely a believer in giving one’s partner space to have “me” time as long as it does not involve infidelity or other immoral matters. I don’t know how far to go that way. 😀 But I do believe in forgiveness – big time.
Yes, space, forgiveness, and respect. We mark our 40th anniversary next year.
I had put away the computer for the night. However, when I walked into the other part of the house I smelled gas. Yes, third time the gas has been left on on the kitchen stove. I woke my son so he got up to open doors and put on fan. We are just letting the place air out. Amidst my “thank you Jesus” gratefulness, I am wondering what I am going to do about that danger. I’m sure I turn that knob while I am cleaning the dishes and doing the cleanup. Maybe I’ll have to start a list of things to check before bedtime. Anyway it gives me a chance to say hello and thanks for the thumbs up.
Oh my God, so thankful that you smelled the gas and your son was home. Some good karma there. Twenty six years back I lost my dear sister-in-law in a similar situation. She was just six months older than me. Will never forget the day when I got the long distance phone call.
Take care and stay safe Oneta.
A sweet tale of respect for a loved one, despite different recreational choices.
Lovely … Be safe 😷
I appreciate your kind words, Isadora.
a feel good story, pass the tissue please. 🙂
No need to cry. They are both happy. Yours needed the tissue. Poor man. 😀
Tim and Eva have such an easiness between them. They are blessed to have each other ❤ ❤
Each seems to be what the other needs. I left a follow on your blog. I’ll find out what you do beside FF. Someone I’d like to know better.
Why thank you, and I hope you like what you learn 🙂
Thank you. Happy couple. Thanks for letting me know you dropped by.
I’ve often thought that if a couple were to have everything in common, their relationship could become somewhat competitive. Tim and Eva seem to have a perfect balance! Delightful.
Thanks for the comment, Keith. You have a point about the competitiveness. That would not make for happiness.
And that’s the secret!
It means marrying someone you love as he/she is. It results in a civil war to try to change one. 😀