On April 5, 1987 I married a man I really didn't know very well. Well, I knew him but we'd only been together for six months and if you think that means you know someone ---DING, DING, DING. Not possible. Today is April 5, 2013 and yes, now I know him. And my life is that much better because I do.
Lately when I tell people how long I've been married I hear alot of "congratulations, that's a really long time" or "Wow, you don't hear that everyday". Hey, my parents were married for 54 years - now THAT'S a long time. So I'm not even halfway there.
I think of the last 26 years and I can't believe that we have already raised two children, put them through college and they are living on their own. I think back on that day in 1987 and all the hopes and dreams we had and through some very rocky times, I can honestly say we are living those dreams.
Marriage is the hardest job a person will ever have. Maybe that's why so many people quit. I can say with all honesty that at one point in our marriage I wondered if I could take another day. We had difficulties and fights and tears and sleepless nights. But the mere idea of breaking up our close family kept me hoping that things would turn around. And with that hope came effort. And with that effort came renewal. And with that renewal came the realization that I loved this man and could not picture my life without him.
There are many people that don't wait for this renewal and yes, there are many that just don't get there. I'm happy I did.
There is no magic formula that keeps people married. We all have our own reasons for staying or leaving. I chose to stay and I can't wait to see what the next 26 years holds for us.
The only thing I can't promise is not smothering him when he's snoring. Other than that, we're golden.
Happy anniversary darlin'.
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