Monday, July 25, 2005

Never, My Love

There’s this old song by The Association that I love. Every time I hear it, it reminds me of my relationship with my husband:

You ask me if there'll come a time
When I grow tired of you
Never my love
Never my love

You wonder if this heart of mine
Will lose its desire for you
Never my love
Never my love

What makes you think love will end
When you know that my whole life depends
On you

Never my love
Never my love

You say you fear I'll change my mind
And I won't require you
Never my love
Never my love

How can you think love will end
When I've asked you to spend your whole life
With me

Marriage can be trying, but there is nothing better than when you look at that person with new eyes. I know him so well. We’re coming up on our tenth anniversary, plus the two years that I was falling in love with him before we got married. I tend to let the daily routines take over, and stop thinking about what I love about this man. Then something will happen and I see him again. Really see him. My heart still melts when this happens. My belly still flutters.


It’s too bad that I don’t make sure these moments come more often. It’s sad that people lessen the greatness of marriage by thinking that the new kind of head-over-heels love is the only or best kind of love. There’s definitely something to be said for shared history and the depth of the long-lasting-forever kind of love. Yes, it has its ups and downs, but so does any relationship. I’m glad that I can predict reactions. I’m glad that when he gives me that one look in a crowd of people, I know what it means. I’m glad that I still want to call him a few times a day and that I miss him when he’s gone. I’m glad that I get to see him nurture our children and teach them lessons on important principles. I’m glad he’s a good example. I’m glad that when I’m frustrated he forgives me for being a jerk. I’m glad that when he’s a jerk, I recognize that it’s a temporary thing and I can look past it. I’m glad that I can listen to this song and think of my husband and no one else.



Carrie Ann said...

How is it possible that those two hotties in that photo have been married for alomst 10 years? Seriously, you guys aren't aging. I love you and Jake-y-poo.

Suzie Petunia said...

Ahhhhoohhh! So sweet! He's a real "keeper".

You two live so far away, so far. I am glad to have found you in the great, grand world of blogging. I have loved keeping in touch with old friends and making a few new ones. Glad you've joined the ranks. :)

michael said...

It is also my favorite song these days. I think of my girl friend and I think of God too.

Thank you for your message of hope. It is not the head over heels hysteria that makes love. It is countless moments of loyalty and giving, without seeking repayment. It is knowing there is someone to walk with you. Through the storms. and the calm.