Today is our wedding anniversary and I had no idea what symbolises 19 years of married life. I had to look at one of those funny gift idea websites and apparently buying G a ”stunning bronze statue” or a ‘Grow old with Me‘ sundial will show him how much I care. When I broke the news to G that I could love him without saying it in metal ware he gave me a wry smile and said “or you can buy me a new cymbal”. I didn’t of course, we still don’t even exchange cards, bringing up children together is all the evidence we need of enduring love.
My best friend. So lucky to have found each other at 19, so lucky to still be together. Parenthood is the greatest strain on a relationship and it was gifted to us late in our marriage. Perhaps that’s our greatest strength too, that we supported each other through some difficult years and learnt to do so without taking each others struggles personally. It reminds me of lines from Kahlil Gibran’s ” On Marriage”
…let there be spaces in your togetherness, and let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
… Love one another, but make not a bond of love
… Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
…Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone.
…Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping
…And stand together yet not too near together: for the pillars of the temple stand apart, and the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.
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