Its not a secret that my sweethart and I fight. There is a lot of static in the day to day relationship. This is what happens when you’ve got two number 1’s in the same house, as my friends joke.
when I go global, when I zoom out, when I’m in my higher mind as you might call it, I like what we create.
Today is our wedding anniversary. And this won’t be popular to say, but it’s not really that special of a day to be honest. We had been together 10 years and I got pushy and decided we needed to get married. Really romantic. Now, the coming together of people, the surprise ceremony, the magic of the story is indeed nice. But the day was just the only Sunday when people could be there.
I remember more about the dress I wore, than the vows. More about Claire’s (my maid of honor) shoes than what A wore. More about how my dad was going to take the surprise than the fact that I was committing MY LIFE to this man.
So in many ways, I would like a redo. One where I consider the magnitude of marriage. One where I get some therapy or marriage counseling up front so I know who to go to when shit gets hard and we can’t hear each other. A wedding where I’m focused on the sanctity of our vows and actually hear and mean what I say.
But nonetheless, here we are. Slugging it out somedays for better or worse. And from what I hear, I’m not alone. Most couples that have been together for 20+ years have been thru a round of two of heavy hitting. There are valleys and there are peaks. And they come and go, and come and go. At least I believe this is true.
And if time is any indicator, the details get fuzzy, the day to day forgotten and the poignant memories are what makes the cut on the reel of our life story.
So, today, on this here anniversary, I’m proud. I’m proud of us. I appreciate you baby. I appreciate us. And most of all, I appreciate what we ultimately, have created together. So much you contribute that I just can’t, or wouldn’t. And same for me.
We come together nicely. And love always wins.