I was walking on the boardwalk recently with my 436 children (or at least that’s how it felt) and I noticed this older couple walking by.
And I thought about their life. I wondered if they had kids. Did they have 436 like me? Did that ever overwhelm them? How long had they been together? What kind of joys and pain had they weathered? Were they still happy? Was it hard to grow old?
But mostly I thought, years from now, I hope Rick is willing to hold up my pants…
Rick seems like the kind of guy who would.