Just Getting Started

It suddenly strikes me that I have never written a post about my wedding anniversary.  Not once. 
Perhaps we should leave it that way.  Articles about anniversaries tend to get maudlin and trite.
Even so, as I write these words, the annual celebration of that ancient event is imminent.
It does seem to me that something should be said for thirty-five years spent in the company of another person.  Maybe, I could redeem the time as I tell the secret of a successful relationship.  I would share from my great storehouse of wisdom about how to treat a woman like a queen.  
I would be a fraud if I did it.
I don’t understand love.  I certainly can’t explain it, nor can I begin to describe how it works. 
I’ve been asked the secret of a happy relationship before and I realized that I have absolutely no idea.  Oh, I remember events which have occurred over the years of my marriage and the couple of years leading up to that, but the events don’t explain the phenomenon.

What I do know is that the Lovely Lady and I have spent well more than half of our lives enjoyingeach other.  Undoubtedly, I’ve had the better part of the bargain, but she tells me she’s content (and I’ve never known her to lie). 

I’m still wracking my brain to explain it and probably will go to my grave confused about the reasons.

I really don’t have a clue.  All I know is I wouldn’t give up a minute of the last thirty-five years for anything.  Whatever makes this love and marriage thing work, I’m up for another thirty-five.  After that I might be qualified to wax eloquent regarding the origins and mechanics of a good relationship.

Write down the year somewhere.  2048

Ask me again then.

“Let the wife make the husband glad to come home, and let him make her sorry to see him leave.”
(Martin Luther ~ German theologian and church reformer ~ 1483-1546) 

“One time I gave Dale a little peck on the forehead and we got a ton of letters telling us to cut that mushy stuff out…So I had to kiss Trigger instead.”
(Roy Rogers ~ “King of the Cowboys” ~ 1911-1998) 

© Paul Phillips. He’s Taken Leave. 2013. All Rights Reserved. 

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