HOW DOES ONE define a love of 32 years?
My sister-in-law Vivian summarizes it well in a quote from Warren Hanson penned in an anniversary card my husband and I received yesterday.
“…as two souls become one spirit, with one heart, one history.”
Thirty-two years ago today, Randy and I began our married life together. It hasn’t always been easy. But life never is. Through joys and challenges, we have supported and loved one another. Yes, I’ve ranted and cried and he’s listened and held and reassured.
We’ve danced in the living room, as recently as Sunday evening to a DVD concert selected because he knows how much I love Elton John’s “Crocodile Rock.”
We pray together, for each other, our family, friends—so many in need.
He recently gave up a company dinner to attend a poetry reading in which I was participating.
I’ve tagged along to farm and car shows, then discovered why he finds them so interesting.
I worked beside him once for a few hours and learned I can’t do what he does. Nor can he do what I do. We appreciate each other and our talents.
On Sunday afternoons we sometimes hop in the van and journey along gravel roads and into small towns, pausing when the mood suits us. There’s no hurry to return home now with the kids gone and only us again.
Two. A couple. A pair. Just like we started, except closer now for the singular spirit, the one heart, the shared history.
© Copyright 2014 Audrey Kletscher Helbling