Thursday September 19 Stephen and I celebrated 10 years of marriage.
I think I have shared here and on Instagram that I have known Stephen forever. Our mom’s where very close and our daddy’s were roommates at seminary. They would go on double dates together. Life took them to various parts of the the Midwest but often they would reconnect for vacations or such. Yet we never lived in the same area and therefor I kept my crush a secret.
I often connect songs to various stages of our relationship but my go to song for my Sweets is….. Son of a Preacher Man by Dusty Springfield.
As a young girl crushing hard, the song was an obvious pick, I mean he was a son of a preacher man. When this song came on the radio I would sing out louder than normal. It was not until I was an adult that I really listed to the song and I became aware of the innuendos in the lyrics. And as much as my adolescent heart wanted him to kiss me it was not until we started dating at 27 that he did but….
“How well I remember, The look that was in his eyes
Stealin’ kisses from me on the sly
Takin’ time to make time, Tellin’ me that he’s all mine”
In the end I guess the song is just right because…
“ The only one who could ever reach me
Was the son of a preacher man
The only boy who could ever teach me
Was the son of a preacher man…”