Today is my 32nd wedding anniversary - im-f*cking-possible to believe!
Then again, it feels like just yesterday - I vividly recall our college meeting, our long-distance courtship and our simple wedding. I wholeheartedly cherish our ongoing flare-ups, passions, commitment, disconnects, conversations, silences. It has never been easy - it has always been worthwhile.
R loves me unconditionally, a status I am always trying to achieve but come up short - I love him no less, but my family history includes strings attached, a very difficult pattern to break.
He is the calm to my storm, the ground to my clouds, the 33 1/3 to my 45, the waltz to my polka, the reason to my emotion, the carousel to my rollercoaster, the string to my kite, the balance to my spinning - he supports but never suffocates, respects but never expects.
I am a very lucky woman - I need to remind myself of that on a regular basis...
Click here for the link to view last year's series of five blog posts on marriage - here's/cheers to another 30+... :-)
When she says quixotic she means mercurial.
And when she says, "I'll never speak to you again,"
she means, "Put your arms around me from behind
as I stand disconsolate at the window."
or he is in Boston, writing, and she is in New York, reading,
or she is wearing a sweater and sunglasses in Balboa Park and he
is raking leaves in Ithaca
or he is driving to East Hampton and she is standing disconsolate
at the window overlooking the bay
where a regatta of many-colored sails is going on
while he is stuck in traffic on the Long Island Expressway.
she is asleep he is watching the ball scores and eating pretzels
drinking lemonade
and two hours later he wakes up and staggers into bed
where she remains asleep and very warm.
When she says, "We're talking about me now,"
he stops talking. Her best friend comes over and says,
"Did somebody die?"
to swim naked in the stream
on a glorious July day
with the sound of the waterfall like a chuckle
of water rushing over smooth rocks,
and there is nothing alien in the universe.
What else can they do but eat?
When he says, "Ours is a transitional era,"
"that's very original of you," she replies,
dry as the martini he is sipping.
They fight all the time
It's fun
What do I owe you?
Let's start with an apology
Ok, I'm sorry, you dickhead.
A sign is held up saying "Laughter."
It's a silent picture.
"I've been fucked without a kiss," she says,
"and you can quote me on that,"
which sounds great in an English accent.
One year they broke up seven times and threatened to do it
another nine times.
airport in a foreign country with a jeep.
When a man loves a woman he's there. He doesn't complain that
she's two hours late
and there's nothing in the refrigerator.
She's like a child crying
at nightfall because she didn't want the day to end.
as midnight to the moon is sleep to the beloved.
A thousand fireflies wink at him.
The frogs sound like the string section
of the orchestra warming up.
The stars dangle down like earrings the shape of grapes.
QUOTE: "A long marriage is two people trying to dance a duet and two solos at the same time." ~ Anne Taylor Fleming
Congrats, Susan. You so deserve all of that awesome. Love.
ReplyDeleteHey, Amy ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for your sweetness - you know, some days... I don't feel I deserve any of it. I can be so hard to life with sometimes - but, just like Dar's song, he "won't surrender me".
The poem I chose made me cry when I found it - that's my husband: he holds me, he listens to me, he's there. Love indeed - sigh...
A belated Happy Anniversary to you and your wonderful hubby! xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteHey, M ~
ReplyDeleteThanks for the well-wishes - in keeping with my One Day at a Time marriage philosophy, we have now logged in 11,680 days (11,681 counting today... :-)
Woo hoo!
Are you responsible for the mail I received today?
ReplyDeleteHey, kiddo -
ReplyDeleteI cannot keep a straight face, even over the Internet - yes, I plead guilty as charged!
You posted recently on your blog about how much you love Dave Barry... and, it just so happens, my friend (and sister book-club member) Judi is his administrative assistant - I asked very sweetly if she could mail a package in your direction... and she agreed... (thanks, J... :-)
I believe she sent a signed photo and a bumper sticker... but I have no clue how the former is inscribed - details when you have a chance, please... <3