Most people who know me in real life know that I pretty much adore my husband. He matches me perfectly. He knows when I need him, and when he needs to back off. He intuitively knows exactly what will make me happy, and has a tremendous amount of grace when I ask him for anything. He can tell me "No" without making me feel crushed. Basically I just don't think there could be anyone who could serve as a better husband. (Even when I'm furious at him.)
Mike and my 4 year anniversary was last week. I've always enjoyed playing the, "4 years ago today" game, and I think about how much I thought I loved Mike. And I believe I really did love him, but wow has that love been so far surpassed. The first year or so of marriage seems like it is somewhat rough for a lot of people. You are getting used to living together, you have to figure out how to balance your money, your time, your energy, and the household chores. But it is a great time to figure out how you are going to approach every difficulty. You plan the rest of your life, looking forward to both good and bad times. But some difficulties can't be foreseen and planned for, and I hope people don't experience them in their first year of marriage very often. But they are often the ones that can break or strengthen a relationship.
How does one get through a move that absolutely breaks your heart? How do you get through having almost no friends in a brand new place. How do you get through losing a baby? How do you pull yourself back together and move forward? Without Mike, I don't know how I could do any of it. I don't know how else I would know how to say goodbye without having him by my side. Without having someone who in that first year of marriage decided that he could handle it when I don't know how to get through a difficulty, how to spend my money, how to spend my time, how to spend my energy, and even how to get through doing household chores. While I feel like I'm recovering remarkably well, it would have been impossible without that shoulder for me to lean on and that strength to hold me up. So Michael Aaron, I know you are going to read this, so I want to say THANK YOU. A thousand times.
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When a person's affection for another reaches such a capacity that doing mundane chores and learning how to say "no" gracefully become hidden joys, that affection has grown into one of the purest types of love that I know.
ReplyDeleteThat evolved, "I'm washing out this 6-day old cereal bowl because I can't imagine giving anything less than my best for you" love is the affection I give to you every moment I'm awake. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Happy Anniversary!