Tuesday, May 17, 2016

Ann @ 50

It's hard to describe the feeling of being married, loving a person
while simultaneously being annoyed

It's like an itch you can't scratch

In the best moments, the light shines clearly on her beauty
so enthralling,
her words like dew dripping from leaves

Other times, her sound like the grating of fingernails on a chalkboard,
every idea coming forth, like babble from the mouths of babes

Keeping my brain in check, my throughts and heart pure is the real battle
of love yes,
I said battle

Love doesn't come in puppy love doggie bags,
or honeymoon period butterflies,
not in romance
flowers, gestures or dinners

no, love is a constant battle
a tactical reminder of your own inadequacies,
and misconceptions,
bad strategies and your own insecurities

A constant reminder, of humility.

My wife, turning 50 years today.
She has spent 25 years,
reminding me

on what love is ...

its daily awakenings

to more challenges,
more dilemas,
more wonderment
more courage

more off-beat shit

and more effort needed

I once (out of laziness) said she didn't in fact make me want to be a better man,
what a lazy thought, cop out and lie

The ego plays strange tricks on one's mind,

when in fact the holy spirit wakes me (almost) every day
to the fact:

I am the luckiest guy in the world to have her as my wife
and life partner,

and to be able
to give love
to her

Happy Birthday my sweet!

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