His & Hers

We were driving out in the country earlier this week when my husband noticed an older man and older woman simultaneously mowing their lawn. Like his and hers lawn mowers.

I reminded Greg I’ve never mowed the lawn and could think of better his and hers gifts. Like jet skis. Or rocking chairs.

{It’s true. I’ve never mowed the grass. My dad and brother and even my mom did when I was a kid. Then I lived in dorms three-fourths of the year for four years and back at my parents’ house where my younger brother also still lived for a few summers. Then I lived in a couple apartments, got married, and lived in another apartment. My husband mowed for awhile, six years at one yard and then a couple at another before he decided to start a lawn service for which he hired some to mow our yard and other yards.}

We like to sit next to each other and play Words with Friends. Sometimes we sit in the same room and read different books or on opposite ends of the couch that has two comfy corners watching our current show of choice. {Last month, we binge-watched “Scandal” in bed huddled around the laptop, thanks to Amazon having the current season, and now we’re into “Mad Men,” which has several seasons on Netflix.} Other times we sit close and let out lives become more intertwined as we swap details of our days.

He helps me clean up after dinner and sometimes rubs my feet. He sings to and plays with our kids, embracing family without hesitation. It’s a good time of the year for congregating on the porch swing and talking family walks across the street at the park. And we’re always up for a road trip.

I love to be with my husband, but I don’t think we’ll ever mow the lawn together. I’ve never done it and he doesn’t like to do it. But we do intend to grow old together. My guess is we’ll travel, tell stories, reminisce, try to beat each other in any game we play, and cheer for our favorite sports teams.

This couple in the country was sharing their lives as they rode around their yard simultaneously. I hope they have some his and hers rockers they can sit side-by-side in while recounting the day and years together once the mowing is done. Being together shouldn’t be all work and no play.

How do you see yourself growing old with the one you love? Am I the only one who has never mowed the grass?!