i met him 39 years ago tonight. he was a bartender, and i was one of two girlfriends enjoying a night on the town. we were only looking for a free drink, but i got so much more – the bartender’s eye that night, and his heart soon after. he had my heart from the get-go.
i still feel a tingle when i see him after even the briefest absence. his lips are still the softest lips i’ve ever kissed. he is gentle, and though he doesn’t always understand me, he at least tries. his logical, linearly-inclined way of thinking his way through the world nicely balances my more metaphorically-inclined, search-for-the-story way that bends towards unpredictable. we hold hands wherever we are. he’s never put his work before family, and most importantly: we laugh. a lot.
we’re not the same people now, individually or together. how could we be, really? and our love is different, too. not better, not worse, just different.
and still changing all the time.
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beautiful…and may you be blessed with many more wonderful years together!
thank you, sugar.
this is SUCH an altar… xo
thank you, jewels. funny how the only time i hear the word “altar” in this neck of the woods is when two people are getting married. i just thought of that.
Love evolves, doesn’t it? Not better, not worse, different.
Well said, Jeanne.
just different – yes. thank you, my friend.
Very inspirational. Very important. <3
it’s a milestone, that’s for sure.
“we hold hands wherever we are” that right there is just beautiful. happy 39th…here’s to 50 more.
bahahahaha. 50 more – exactly and yikes and thank you!
“Ripening” is such a lovely word for what you’ve experienced. Thank you for writing about marriage so beautifully. xo
just seemed like the right word. xo
That’s the key — that you are evolving and evolving together. We all need a little more of this and a little less of the Kardashian-style love story.
LOVE the photo too! You are gorgeous. 🙂 So much hope and promise in this photo. It’s even better looking at it now and reading your words, knowing that hope and promise was fulfilled.
LOVE.
as i tell my chiclets: there’s been a fair share of hard work, too, sugar;) hmmmm . . . maybe that’s why they aren’t married yet. xoxo
That is so true!!