gratitude-a-thon day 916: 29 years

 

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Twenty nine years ago, right after we said, “I do.” And we have.

So many things amaze me.

I celebrated my 29th wedding anniversary yesterday (and yes, this is one of the things that amazes me, because WHAT?), and we were supposed to go to the Chatham Bars Inn, but then Hermine decided to check-in, so they let us reschedule later in the month. Instead we went to see my sister and brother-in-law, which was and always is a great thing to do, on account of how much we love them, and because we always relax like the dead when we go to their house.

Yesterday, the actual anniversary (and yes, we were one of those obnoxious couples who ruined people’s labor day weekends by throwing a wedding) was the run-up to Hermine, so before we left my sister’s we went for a walk on Nantasket Beach, and it was wild and beautiful and unpredictable and scary and fucking incredible. I couldn’t help but compare it to my just shy of three decades marriage, which has been all those same things.

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A marriage is like a stormy day at the beach. Fucking amazing.

Honestly, I have no idea how we’ve been able to stay married for this long. It seems impossible that anybody could stand me for so many years, but there it is. I guess at the end of the day, while we are wildly different, we have always held a couple of the same beliefs that have acted like glue during the bad, bumpy and entirely shit moments of a marriage. We’re both unwaveringly committed to our relationship and our kids (and our dog), and ridiculously loyal. When we want to kill each other (which I would do by using a potato peeler …..) and think we can’t stand each other for one more minute, we let things settle, and somehow our union surfs on the edge and regenerates.

We have had a lot of crazy, threatening waves and dark skies during our 29 years. But somehow we’ve done what we did yesterday, which is walk that beach noticing the amazingness in the surly surf.