I want to be like that couple...

It seems like wherever I look these days I see couples. I like to observe couples who have been together for various amounts of time, and oftentimes I feel like I want to emulate them:

I want to be like that couple I saw standing on a corner of downtown Salt Lake City when I was driving out of town - fairly young, no kids (at least, not yet), with backpacking backpacks strapped on their backs and a map in their hands. They were setting out on an adventure to wherever they desired with only the most basic necessities and each other to rely on.

I want to be like that couple I saw somewhere on the stretch of higway between Provo and St. George driving a classic car with the top down. Sporting a bit of salt and pepper gray in his hair, the husband donned shades and easily maneuvered the car around the gentle curves of the road while his wife leaned back in her seat with a soft smile on her lips and kept one hand lightly on her sun hat while enjoying the warm Autumn breeze caressing her face. They had already traveled so many roads together, some probably rougher than others, but now were at a calm point in their lives where their children were probably grown and raising families of their own. They fully enjoyed each other's company.

I want to be like that couple that lives downstairs and across the walkway from me. Old, white haired and slightly bent, the husband always leaves the driver's seat of their automobile quickly to open his wife's door and help situate her walker. He sends her ahead of him down the narrow path while he locks up the car, and then quickly shuffles past her to ensure that he has the front door of their home open and waiting for her to cross the threshold. He anticipates her every move, and would never miss an opportunity to serve the one he loves.

I want to be like those couples.