I met my husband while I was working in a hotel in town. He would come in after football training on Thursday nights and when I finally had a shift when he was in, I knew, I just knew I would marry him. I was 19 when we met. He was 24 and gorgeous, is gorgeous. He was quieter than the other players, he was polite, and he was a little bit shy. He was the one for me, he just didn't know it yet. I did though. I found ways to be where he was, I'd arrive at a hotel where he was with his mates after they had been motor bike riding, I'd show up at a cabaret he was at, I just made sure he saw me on a regular basis, while still seeming to be only slightly interested, I was playing a game. Now 30 years later, I have spent well over half my life with him and I wouldn't change a thing. Well maybe I would change some things I did, maybe change the way I reacted to certain events, been kinder, softer, that's how it goes when we come into a relationship with the baggage of other relationships from the past. But we made it work, when we didn't feel in love with each other, we chose to be in love. My parents divorced when I was 13 and I did not want that experience for our girls, so we made our marriage work. We talked when we didn't want to and we worked out ways to stay together. I am so glad we did.
Now I see us all together a bigger family and hopefully we will grow even more and I know that there isn't anything that can separate us, we cling to each other, support each other, help and love each other and we hope and pray that our children see in our relationship as flawed and normal as it is, that there is a way to make it through the tough times. In this disposable society we live in, so many just choose to give up, walk away when things get tough and the suffering is widespread, children, friends, grandchildren, many suffer because of those easy choices.
But staying together and choosing to continue to work at a marriage, well that takes commitment and strength and today sitting here looking at my huge bunch of 20 red roses and reading my beautiful card, I am so happy that 30 years ago I walked down the aisle with the man I love.
Happy Anniversary Darling, looking forward to the next 30 just as much. xxoo
I am so very lucky.
Congratulations to you both. I wish you many more happy anniversaries, and joy in the love of your wonderful family.
ReplyDeleteOh, Kim...Happy, happy anniversary! I think you are so right about really trying to work things out when times get tough (and they do for everyone!). Congratulations for finding that special guy so many years ago. He sounds somewhat like Bill, especially that shy and quiet adjective. I did what you did and made myself present wherever he was. And it worked like it did for you! You Adrian looks so much like my Uncle Bill to me. If I can find a photo of him, I will scan it and send it to you. Congratulations once again. I hope that you enjoyed your day with your special guy.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful tribute to your marriage. I'm right there with you - just a few months shy of 30 long/short years..and wouldn't change it for the world. The work is definitely worth it!
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