On their 50th wedding anniversary, Grandma and Grandpa were sitting on the porch watching the sunset.<\/p>\n
Grandpa smiled and said, \u201cAfter all these years, I still remember the first time I saw you. My heart skipped a beat.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grandma blushed. \u201cThat’s the sweetest thing you’ve said to me in years.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grandpa continued, \u201cAnd every morning when I wake up and see you beside me, I still get butterflies.\u201d<\/p>\n
Grandma\u2019s eyes filled with tears.<\/p>\n
\u201cReally?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAbsolutely,\u201d said Grandpa.<\/p>\n
Grandma squeezed his hand and asked, \u201cSo what\u2019s the secret to keeping romance alive for 50 years?\u201d<\/p>\n
Grandpa thought for a moment and replied:<\/p>\n
\u201cSimple. Every time we have an argument, I remind myself that starting over at my age sounds absolutely exhausting.\u201d<\/strong> \ud83d\ude06\ud83c\udf77\u2764\ufe0f<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" On their 50th wedding anniversary, Grandma and Grandpa were sitting on the porch watching the sunset. Grandpa smiled and said, \u201cAfter all these years, I still remember the first time I saw you. My heart skipped a beat.\u201d Grandma blushed. \u201cThat’s the sweetest thing you’ve said to me in years.\u201d Grandpa continued, \u201cAnd every morning […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":28229,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-28228","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-funny"],"yoast_head":"\n