rememberversaries… June 16, 2009

Pushing aside the normal shrine to the kids, i’m taking a trip down memory lane today…

i’m swept back in time to when I was but a girl, dreaming of being a woman… peering into adulthood on her tiptoes into a mirror that showed nothing but youth and dreams.  A wedding day approached, bells rang, smiles were shared, vows were made.  A life ended and a new one began that day.

Time passes ever so quickly, one year becomes two, two flows into 5 and 5 gives way to 12.. soon 14 years have passed and it seems like only yesterday that girl stepped out of childhood and into the rushing pools of being a wife and mother, the two so often overlapping that one has to push back the tide to see that they are so completely different and should remain so but so often are not.  Time sits there on my shoulder and stares at me. Reminding me that it slips through the fingers without so much as a warning.  Reminding me that each day is to be treasured for who it touches and how its spent. 

Often time that girl peers  into the mirror yearning to see something ~ anything again, with anticipation as if it were first time,  as she did so very long ago, but too often the woman that stares back at her rebukes her, scolding her into a corner. But I wonder if the girl was let out, to run free, if those days would return and if the smell of the roses and rain on the night air would linger as they did so many years ago. She sits staring out of the glass longing to be free…longing to run with her hair flowing down her back into the starry night..

I married my best friend  the 17th of June 1995.  (or 94 if you’re crazy and can’t engrave correctly).  And the paths of our lives have weaved in and out of many places, taken us to different ends of the world, and in and out of circumstances, and through many trials.  We’ve fought until the very breath was out of us,  loved like there was no tomorrow, cried like there was, and laughed at our blunders. We’ve seen two lives brought into this world……. old things have passed away and new have been born, we’ve  seen so many things….. and have stood together. 

 

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life!—and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

 happy anniversary…………