|Happily anticipating the next nine years
|What do you give someone after nine years of marriage?
Nothing! At least, I hope that’s the answer.
Today is Allen and my nine-year wedding anniversary and I don’t have a present.
We aren’t really doing the present thing anymore. I don’t think it’s because we don’t want to but more so because we can’t afford to. Our wish list is a lot more expensive these days so flowers and a wallet just won’t cut it!
But besides that, we have two extremely handsome little people that we both consider the best gifts ever so there really isn’t a present that can say “I love you” more than that!
When we celebrated our five-year anniversary, I asked Allen to describe the past five years. His answer was, “it’s been the best, and worst, five years of my life.”
I’m not sure what I was expecting him to say but it sure wasn’t that. So this time around, I haven’t even bothered asking. I’m not sure I even want to know what the answer would be.
At the five year mark, we had been through some challenging times. The challenging times have continued but it seems that our faith, and love, for one another, have always managed to pull us through. We’ve also learned a lot about forgiveness.
But, it certainly hasn’t been easy.
Just a few months ago, we went through our toughest challenge when our little boy was born with some issues and kept in the hospital a few weeks. He ended up back in the hospital a month ago. Thankfully he’s better now but that was certainly a challenging time for us, as both parents and a couple. But that time it did remind me that no matter what happens during our time together, I’ll always have that nagging voice of reason.
That voice is what kept me sane during Devin’s hospital stay and during everything else we’ve been through. It’s that same voice that I need to hear on those really tough days at work and when I’m feeling sad or lonely or any other emotion. It’s the voice of my husband.
I’ve told Allen a lot over the years that when my best friend died, I didn’t think I’d ever open my heart to allow another person to get that close. But that’s not true. There has always been at least one other person, at least for the past nine years.
He is definitely my best friend. He knows more about me than any other person on this earth. He has always been my best friend and he probably always will be.
That’s the way a marriage should be.
But don’t let all the sappiness make you think we are perfect. We are not. Allen drives me crazy. He is one of those “jack-of-all-trade” guys who can literally fix anything. That sounds like a good thing but I can promise you, it’s not.
Allen drives me crazy with his list of unfinished projects at our house. I hear the words, “I can fix that” way too much.
Allen drives me crazy in the middle of the night when I wake up to use the bathroom and almost fall in the toilet because the seat wasn’t put back down.
He drives me crazy when I try to have a serious conversation with him and later find out he wasn’t listening to a word I said.
He drives me crazy when he feeds Corbin too many cookies and lets him drink sweet tea.
I could go on and on.
But I won’t.
Because for all the ways Allen drives me crazy, I can count a dozen more that he makes me smile.
Like when he opens the door for me or holds my hand.
Or, when he sends me notes just to tell me he misses me or loves me.
When he brings me home a Mt. Dew late at night even though he knows I’m trying hard to quit!
Now that we have kids, I smile a lot more over things he does.
Like when he sings to the boys even though he can’t carry a tune.
Or when he gets up in the middle of the night to deal with Devin and I don’t even have to beg.
Or, when he helps Corbin pick a flower in the yard to give me.
Or, my favorite, when he carries both boys and all I carry is the diaper bag!
I could go on and on about how he makes me smile.
So, even though the past nine years have not come without their fair share of trials, I can’t imagine going through them with anyone else. And I definitely can’t wait to see what the next nine years has in store (hopefully not two more kids though!).
You got a good'un... he's a keeper fer sure!!!! Happy Anniversary!