Marriage

I joke with my spouse, Brian, saying that we are perfect for each other as no one else would put up with either of us.  While I believe that is true, I think there is more to it.  After almost 23 years of marriage and 26 years of being together, we have walked through some muck.   Marriage itself is hard, but add other issues, like a special needs child among other things, you have a recipe for potential disaster.   Now, we haven’t always walked through this gracefully.  There have been many, many lows.  At times, I wondered if we could make it.  Today, I am glad we made the effort.

Let me just preface by saying, our marriage is not perfect.  Which is pretty common theme among those of us who have a real and honest marriage.  It is a journey full of potholes, but we have walked it together.  Yes, there are a list of things that he does that I find annoying and childlike, but I am not the poster child of perfection.  He finds “pulling his finger” hysterical and he has no filter, at times, for inappropriate topics. With that being said, he has a huge heart that rivals anyone I know.  He rallies for his boys and is a fantastic role model.   He truly loves unconditionally and he is very sensitive to this menopausal, cranky lady that he is married to.  While just the other night, while I was getting dressed for a fundraiser, I asked him to zip up my dress.   Let me just say that I haven’t worn this dress in ten years, but I was convinced I could wear it.  As he struggled with the zipper, he commented that he believed the zipper was faulty.  Sweet man didn’t blurt out the obvious which was there was no way that zipper was going any further.  I love him for that.

As we are growing older, I appreciate having someone in my life that supports me, gets me, and loves me in spite of all my flaws.  I completely hit the jackpot on this particular lottery.