Did you think I could let this milestone pass without writing a thing?! Yeah, no, me either. 🙂
We were babies. What did we have? $300 between us plus the money from the wedding cards. We had a truck. We had a waterbed and a bedroom suit for a guest room. We had presents from the bridal shower and wedding. You had a job. I had no clue. One thing we had was love.
Love. What is that Fred Rogers quote? “Love isn’t a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like struggle. To love someone is to strive to accept that person exactly the way he or she is, here and now.”
Our love has covered a multitude of ills. Our love was not always patient or kind. It grew to be patient and kind, though sometimes we still have our moments. Our love was sometimes easily irritated and kept a record of wrongs. Our love has grown here, too. We’ve learned to trust so that we didn’t grow jealous, boastful, proud, or rude. Sometimes we have each wanted our own way, but we learned how to dance the dance so that one didn’t give too much and the other take too much. Our love didn’t rejoice at injustice, and we rejoice when truth wins out. For sure, our love has never given up, never lost faith, is always hopeful (thought sometimes it’s with a shaky breath we hope), and our love has endured through every circumstance. When it comes to faith, hope, and love, love is the greatest gift, and that’s what we’ve done for 30 years. We’ve given each other the gift of love.
We really were just babies, young and in love. It would have been scary for our kids to get married at the ages we were when we got married. We would have supported them and helped them along, just as our parents did.
We’ve changed so much about who we are, yet we haven’t changed a bit. I’ve learned it is time and life experience which brings out in us the things which were hidden, as treasure is hidden waiting to be discovered. Thank you for being being flexible, for standing firm. For changing yet staying true to yourself and to your principles. Thank you for stretching and growing as our family stretched and grew. Sometimes even the walls in our home stretched as we invited people in to be with us! I’m thankful we discovered our hidden qualities together.
Thank you for supporting me through the caregiving years when life was hard, when I lost myself, and worked to find myself again. Thank you for being a rock for me, for the family. Thank you for working hard, for chasing a dream neither of us were sure would work.
I don’t know what the next few years hold. We aren’t promised tomorrow, so for today, I rest knowing you love me, I love you, and we both love our family. That’s all we really need, and after 30 years, we still have that one thing — Love.
Happy anniversary, Hubster!