Sunday, September 15, 2013

Anniversary Meditations

Sometimes love looks not like gushy, starry-eyed gestures of affection, stereotypically romantic gift showers, and sugary utterances spoken under the moon but the trust, respect, fidelity, companionship, steadfastness, and comfort of a sixty-five year marriage. Quiet. Beneath the surface. Granite solid yet feather soft. Time-forged love, gently born, true growing out of a long, shared life-journey. Beautiful.

She, in rehab, he goes to bed alone each night under his daughter's roof, missing his constant companion - his wife-friend - who has been at his side nearly every single night for years three score and five. He feels intense loneliness.

Aches of genuine love.


Gin said...

I agree! And that kind of love is so much more fulfilling than the kind that comes and goes, depending on the mood, the day, how we slept, etc. I think it's funny that now we consider a couple who doesn't get divorced to have a "successful marriage", but there's so much more than just not getting divorced! There's the daily growing and learning and stretching and changing and loving a little more sacrificially than you thought you could.

Cherie said...

Well put, Virginia!