Have you ever tried to write a love letter, only to give up because words seemed so inadequate to describe how you’re feeling? I wish I could have penned Elizabeth Barrett Browning‘s words to her husband when she wrote, “How do I love thee? Let me count the ways…” Alas, she beat me to it, and I am left here fretting about how to get started.
You see, this weekend my beloved and I will have been married for forty years. We have this little joke between us that when I tell him I love him, he responds, “Why is that?” I always say it would take too long to list the reasons, but the real reason is because I can’t put the reasons into words.
Big Al says, ” The real reward in blogging is not whether you are widely read but how it acts as a journal for your feelings, opinions and interests.” I wholeheartedly agree with him, so I’m writing this post to capture, in whatever imperfect way possible, how I feel about my husband.
Why do I love thee? Let me count the reasons.
1. You buy my popcorn at the movies.
2. You are a quick learner. You learned early on that the two most important words a husband needs to know are, “Yes, Dear.”
3. Sometimes I can feel you staring at me, and sure enough, when I look up, I catch you smiling at me.
4. You call me Mrs. Beautiful, even after all these years.
5. Your favorite song is Jimmy Durante‘s “Make Someone Happy,” and that someone is me.
6. You laugh at my jokes, finish my sentences, and always know what I’m thinking, because it’s what you’re thinking, too.
7. You pay attention to me. In a world where people are constantly in motion, their minds rushing from one obligation or task to another, you slow it all down and take the time to notice me.
8. You pump my gas, check my tires, and wash my car.
9. When there are only two pieces left, you give me the biggest one. (This is not true if Ben and Jerry’s Cherry Garcia ice cream is involved, and that’s why I had to finish the rest of the carton while you were at work the other day. Sorry.)
10. You buy my popcorn at the movies, or did I already say that?
Drat! As I said at the beginning, it’s impossible to put my feelings into words. Maybe I could sum it up in the words of the poet Naomi Shihab Nye, “Of all life has given me, you’re the best surprise.”
Now here are a few pictures to chronicle our forty years together, nearly forty-two, if you count when we met in college.