September 6, 1986...
is a day that will live in infamy. Well, at least in the hearts and minds of a couple of people.
We’ve only lived in 2 houses, have had too many vehicles to count, gone on numerous caribbean holiday vacations, put many kilometers on his motorcycle, gone camping a couple times, shared a gazillion desserts, engaged in a few episodes of intense fellowship {aka, heated discussions that might have included a few tears and raised voices}, laughed a lot, are called mom and dad by three plus one and are Gigi and Pops to the most handsomest grandson there is.
We’ve only lived in 2 houses, have had too many vehicles to count, gone on numerous caribbean holiday vacations, put many kilometers on his motorcycle, gone camping a couple times, shared a gazillion desserts, engaged in a few episodes of intense fellowship {aka, heated discussions that might have included a few tears and raised voices}, laughed a lot, are called mom and dad by three plus one and are Gigi and Pops to the most handsomest grandson there is.
Life is good!
Has it always been good? Uh, no, it hasn’t. There were some hard days. Some moments were incredible. Others, incredibly difficult. If anyone tells you that marriage is easy, let me tell you, they are lying. Marriage is hard work. It requires perseverance and forgiveness and love. Lots of love!
Married life is so different than I thought it would be.
After we got married, we bought the family farm, and stepped into life thinking we had it all figured out. But it’s nothing like I expected. We didn’t have a clue about what was coming ~ three kids in four years, losing our dairy barn in a fire, and having significant health issues that would alter our lives.
As I sit here reflecting on how different married life is from what I expected, I feel grateful I married a man who is committed to growing together. Together we are learning to be more vulnerable and to love each other better in the midst of the difficulties. Sometimes it’s painful and exhausting. Sometimes it’s peaceful and safe. We’ve hurt each other and have had to work on mending those wounds. We are learning to love each other more and to forgive much quicker.
And here we are 30 years later…
continuing to work at loving each other. Some days we do it well, some days not so well. We continue to date, and try to be a blessing to one another.
continuing to work at loving each other. Some days we do it well, some days not so well. We continue to date, and try to be a blessing to one another.
"I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine."
Song of Songs 6:3a {New International Version {NIV}}
I am so glad to have him by my side.
Take Care
3 comments:
Your line about some days doing it well and some not, is spot on and sums things up perfectly. That is marriage.
Happy Anniversary!
What a perfect well thought out way to describe marriage
Congratulations as you celebrate this Milestone!
Bliss
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