When I said I do, I meant that I will ’til the end of all time
Be faithful and true, devoted to you…
That’s what I had in mind when I said I do
– Lyrics – When I Said I Do
by Clint Black
Thirty-three years ago today I said “I do”. And I meant it. In the cluttered office of a town judge, with a couple of friends and a couple of German Shepherds as witnesses, we joined our hearts and our lives together.
It hasn’t always been easy, and it hasn’t always been fun, but it has always been the best thing that ever happened to me. There have been low points, fabulous high points and a lot of mundane times in between that we slogged through side-by-side – sometimes shouldering the load together – sometimes depending on the other to be stronger, tougher, more resilient. There have been disappointments, setbacks, and challenges. There have been many lessons learned, periods of intense joy, and an abundance of blessings.
A lot has changed in 33 years. I am no longer the frightened, insecure young woman who needed constant reassurance – but he provides it anyway, showing me each and every day that I am loved, needed, and wanted. He endures my moods, laughs at my jokes, devours every word I write and believes in me in everything that I do.
He is not perfect. He has a preoccupation with sports that is beyond annoying. The sound of his chewing makes me want to pick up a steak knife and do some damage to his lateral pterygoid (his manners are impeccable, but his jaw muscles just make so much noise when he chews that I want to scream). He snores, can’t cook, and his handwriting is legendary in its illegibility. But in the ways that matter – he is a rock star.
I know that I’m not perfect, either. I am perpetually cynical, sporadically foul-mouthed, incredibly impatient, and occasionally passive-aggressive. Okay, maybe more than occasionally. I sometimes take advantage of his easy-going nature, and a lot of my “jokes” are at his expense. I like to be right. And I like to be told that I’m right. Repeatedly. Am I right?
I do not know how many more years we will have together, but I know they will not be enough. I hope he knows that today, and everyday, I meant what I said that afternoon so many years ago. I do. And I will.