This morning, 38 years ago, I was sick to the point my brother took me to the emergency room in Knoxville. The doctor examined me, gave me a vitamin B12 shot, and said there was nothing wrong except I was getting married at 2:00 that afternoon. I have to admit I was very nervous. My biggest fear was not making the right choice. I had witnessed first-hand two divorces in my family and they had a severe impact on me. But there was a significant, other side of the story; who I was marrying. I knew I already loved her with all the love I had at age 24. She was drop-dead gorgeous. She was kind, brave, adventurous, and had a way of making me feel that I never wanted to let her down. But more important than everything else I had never met a human like her who seemed so positively happy and naive because she actually was. It was the direct opposite of me and I wanted that/her to be a part of my life forever. For 38 years that has never changed. She is still drop-dead gorgeous. She is still the kindest, bravest, and the most adventurous woman I know, and I still never want to let her down. And above all else, she is still the most intriguing human I know, positively happy and sincerely naively un-self-aware. My marriage testimony remains the same today as always; I would give everything I own (which is a lot) to go back and live it all over again, only because…I would get to live it with her.
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