Tuesday, July 05, 2011
Another year I clearly don't deserve
At precisely 19 years after the moment when my fiance became my wife, I will be rather ingloriously piloting a rental car through the hinterlands of New York and New Jersey, some 800 km from home. That's right: I'm celebrating our wedding anniversary by going on a business trip. Alone.
Annals of marriage, eh?
Before you slice me a new one, bear in mind that the career thing is what allows the home thing to continue along its merry way. We work, we get paid, we live. Sometimes things don't align as neatly as we'd like, like this week when the project schedule dictated my presence far away. It is what it is, and I'll find some way to ensure the remaining 364 days of our 20th year (!) of marriage are somewhat more charmed. And together.
My oafishness aside, I recognize how lucky I am. I'm as difficult to live with as you can imagine. Probably worse. I forget stuff. I wander off at the most inconvenient moments. I'm curmudgeonly. I've heard that I snore. I shrink stuff in the dryer. It's hell to get me out of bed in the morning. I could go on for a while...
(And here you thought my online persona was oh so pristine. Sorry for the letdown. I'm human.)
And through it all, my wife somehow found me attractive enough to date, then marry, then stay married to. Almost two decades on, I'm still trying to figure out what it is that she sees, why she hasn't fled to the exits. I know I'm the lucky bastard here, the one who gets to spend a lifetime with a kind-hearted, natural-born mother, a virtuoso cook, a gifted teacher, a good soul who isn't just my best friend, but the greatest friend to those lucky enough to know her.
Our family's world revolves around her, and it all started with a few sacred words under the chupah and a shattered glass under my foot. What we've built since then frankly amazes me, and I can't imagine having taken this journey with anyone else. Call me incredibly selfish, but I never want it to end.
Your turn: Your anniversary wish for my wife is...?
One more thing: My wife posted this entry to her blog. I hope you'll drop in and share a happy word or two with her.