I was saying “I do.”
And while I promised to love and cherish,
for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer,
in sickness and in health,
how little did I know the fine print
that said, “also includes:”
eight major moves,
puking my way through four pregnancies,
cheering at bike races
and rainy cold marathons,
hot dogs on the grill
and homemade coq au vin,
late night school projects
and the prom angst of four teenage girls,
sheer joy,
disasters,
and utter delight,
the valley of despair
sometimes for no reason at all,
needing degrees in nursing, teaching,
rocket science, hairdressing,
a chauffeurs license,
chef certification,
and the ability to run a small country,
dark early mornings,
sleepless babies,
exhausted teens,
some-mores on long glorious camping trips,
music blasting in the car,
pushed to the limit
but never quite over the edge,
seeking answers and finding God,
living in His wildest mercies,
praying through narrow squeaks
and long dark tunnels,
rejoicing aloud,
together,
always together.
I didn’t know what was coming
but I can’t thank God enough.
I had no idea
how I would
love this man
even more
year by year by year.
The adventure continues!
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