My husband and I celebrate our 28th wedding anniversary this month but it seems like it was just yesterday that we exchanged wedding vows. I still remember walking down the aisle on my dad’s arm, flashing a big grin and waving at everyone in the pews. I remember looking at the nervous face of my soon-to-be husband and wondering how his forehead could tremble like that.
When I look at my beloved, I still see the tall, lanky, boisterous, outgoing young man with the smiling blue eyes and full head of chocolate brown curls. He still sees the petite, introspective, slip- of- a- girl with exotic brown eyes, long jet-black hair and a golly gee whiz outlook.
We have grown through the many challenges of married life. Job stress, financial problems, home renovations. Health scares, illness, sleepless nights, bad moods. Navigating the nuances of NFP and parenting our children accepted lovingly from our Father. Epic fights, misunderstandings, selfishness, pride. These are the refiner’s fire tempering us so that we may be molded and perfected in God’s image since it is in our vocation of marriage that we are to bring each other to holiness.
We have learned to love each other. To recognize when to step in and when to be silent. How to communicate with a look, a touch or carefully chosen words. How to laugh with each other and how to laugh at ourselves. How to finish each other’s sentences and how to stop each other from saying the wrong thing. How to say “I’m sorry” and how to forgive. We have learned what it means that “the two shall become one” (Matthew 19:5), a united front trying each day to honour our wedding vows spoken in hope and joy all those many years ago.
The glue that continues to bind us is God’s love. He is the third person in our marriage and His glue grows stronger and more permanent with each new challenge, each new joy, each new day.
As our marriage is twenty-eight years old, it is also twenty-eight years fresh. In my eyes, he hasn’t aged a bit; in his eyes, neither have I. But we have grown in so many significant ways that complement each other and strengthen our family. We are thankful for God’s grace and mercy that He continues to shower upon our marriage and grateful that He continues to grant that we can be with each other first thing in the morning and last thing at night.
Happy anniversary, my darling. Thank you for twenty-eight wonderful years. Here’s to the next twenty-eight anniversaries.