Wednesday, June 26, 2013
I was just doing a bit of ironing, which always gives me time for thought. Tomorrow is my 36th wedding anniversary, and I was remembering how it all went down 36 years ago. This post from back in 2007 told how my dad sit by my bed on the morning of my wedding - he was not happy about my wedding, but resigned. Amazing. When I think back to that day, that is the first memory to come to mind. It reminds me how close Dad and I were - how hard that time was - how determined I was - how crazy it all was. I thank the Lord that He was looking out for me in my stubbornness, my youthfulness, my rebellion - for that is what it was. Although I was pretty sure about my feelings for Toby, it also felt like a giant ball rolling fast - one that could not be stopped. We just had to roll with it. I'm glad we rolled along. It has not always been easy. It is funny how those feelings you thought were love back in the day were mostly lust. I always knew I liked being with Toby. That was something I had never felt about the guys I dated. Usually I got tired of a guy pretty quick. Toby was fun and he laughed at my jokes. I could be me, and he liked me. Amazing. And he wanted to be married to me. Amazing. And of course there was the physical attraction. That was pretty amazing too. What is really amazing is how I feel about him now. I still love being with him. We still laugh lots. There is still the attraction, although lots has changed in our physical selfs. Amazing. Now, it is love.