Love Knows No Age Limit

I was at the jewelers yesterday prodding John to get going on the wedding bands for my son and his fiance. He was busy with a couple purchasing a ring, so I sat on the bench in the store to wait for him. The couple had to be in their late 70's to early 80's, and they were picking out wedding rings. I had a view of their faces in the mirror behind John's jewelry display case, and they were just as cute as can be. I listened as they discussed the pros and cons of this type of stone over that type of stone. The final ring choice needed to be sized, so John asked them for a phone number so he could contact them when the ring was ready to be picked up. The man coyly suggested that they better use her number as his wouldn't be active too much longer. John asked him if he was moving, and he said that he was moving in with this young lady (putting an arm around his fiance) soon. I reflected on my 23 year old getting married with all of life's unexpected twists and curves ahead of him, and contrasted it with all the roads this couple had probably traveled in their lives and where the journey had finally landed them.I watched them leave the store and cross Lockwood holding hands, and as he held open the car door for her to get in, it occurred to me that love knows no age limit.