No, not years old, that is long past. Sunday, Leon and I will have been married 34 years - to each other, both our first and only marriages.
Curious how we made it that long?
Have to ask a psychic, I have no clue. I suppose, though, it is because it is something we both want. It sure wouldn’t have gone on this long if we didn’t want it.
Wait, I can’t say that. I know people who got divorces after 40 miserable years of marriage. Hmmm.
OK, ours hasn’t been miserable, though we are both opinionated about what the other does or doesn’t do, because at times we actually hold our tongues and we make each other laugh, though, I’m not sure I love the way I cause him to laugh.
Can you picture that? Holding our tongues, I mean? I tried and got a visual of my tongue fighting valiantly against my hand… Then I got another visual of each of us trying to stop the other’s tongue from wagging… Not a pleasant visual at all!
I guess we both found something in the other we liked, then add chemistry to the mix, perseverance, commitment, a certain amount of “putting up with”, and ultimately accepting of differences and not trying too hard to control each other… See… nothing to it, grin.
But let’s just not talk about child rearing years… we did not see eye to eye… and we are really lucky it didn’t backfire on us… really lucky.
So, 34 years married down, and 56 more to go, since I told him we were heading for 90 years of marriage. Now, I don’t know if I should be happy he didn’t run with that recent announcement or sad that he thought it was laughable enough to ignore, either way, I am dragging him along!
Tags: commitment, compromise, marriage
