I’m not sure how a marriage is supposed to work. I had never been married until almost four years ago. In fact our anniversary (one of them) is coming up in a few weeks. That’s right…we have two. We were married in Colorado and then had another ceremony in Iowa ten months later. I’m told by my wife that we have more than two, but I have trouble remembering its Tuesday, so we’ll just stay with the two.
My wife often wonders if I made the right decision to marry her. I don’t tell her how often I think about her, or why the reason I try to leave work early every day is so I can spend more time with her. I’ve never really liked the company of many people. My friends are few and my close friends are even fewer. It takes a lot for me to trust anyone, let alone allow someone into my heart in the way she is. I think I need to tell her more often.
Most men make the same mistakes when it comes to women. They think that since you tell your mate how you feel about her once she should always know how you feel. We rarely change so when our significant others get upset about not knowing how we feel about them we get confused. We think “Seriously? I told you I loved you in like 1968! Did you think that would change?” The answer is yes…they think it will change.
I had actually started writing a handbook for men on how to deal with women. Now after being married to one for four years I’m thinking I am I no way remotely qualified to write a single syllable on the subject. I take it all one day at a time and then respond to whatever comes forth. My wife is a puzzle. One that I will never solve. She can be happy, sad, silly, goofy, crazy, jealous, loving, caring, concerned, and stubborn, and that was just at breakfast. I never know what I’m going to get with her which is why I’m always so excited to see her. I can be on the edge of screaming and all she has to do is smile at me and it goes away in an instant. That’s amazing to me! How does she do that?
Before I met my wife, life was pretty dull. I was getting too comfortable in my ways and wasn’t ready to let anyone in. I even had plans to uproot everything and just move into the mountains and become a hermit. That was actually my plan. Then I met her. I fought like hell to keep her at arms-length but she was having none of it. For that I will be forever grateful. For the last four years life has been better than any single day of the previous 47.
One thing I know beyond the shadow of a doubt is that she will never let me forget it.
Love you baby!
Me.