August 22, 2014
The first time he saw her, she was the caller at a local square dance. “She sure could call,” he said. They both laughed, arms entwined, sitting on the ledge of their back patio. As he told stories, she looked at him with the utmost admiration and love. A love they shared for each other for 57 years plus.
These are my grandparents, Dan and Shirley. Who have been through good times and bad, raised three children, lived in Geneva and Singapore, traveled the world and have finally settled in the hills of East Tennessee where they first laid eyes on each other.
Their love is one I have admired and strived for all of my life. It was such an honor to walk around the house they built together and listen to their stories and watch them as a couple. At the end of their session, they read love letters to each other. And we all cried tears of joy.
Thank you, Momaw and Papaw, for your love and support all these years. It’s not nearly a worthy enough thank you, but I hope you cherish these photos as much as I do :)
My grandmother is so beautiful. I have always loved her white hair, beautiful smile, and friendly eyes.
Before they read their letters, I asked them “what’s the secret to a happy marriage?” To which Papaw replied, “Acceptance. To accept that person for all that they are.” And gosh, I couldn’t agree more.