I AM BLESSED
What attracted me to her in the first place was her physical beauty; added to this was her sweet gentle nature. Then there was the way she treated me. It became love, or at least what little I knew about love. And I was blessed.
There was the uncertainty when I asked if she wanted to “go steady.” (Sidenote: that term sure has a different meaning today). As she gently twisted the friendship ring she wore, she stated, “This doesn’t mean we are getting serious, does it?” I gave my assurances that it didn’t. Strange, I don’t have a clue as to what else it could have meant at that time. But she accepted, and I was blessed.
Then came the time to give her the engagement ring and I asked her Mother if I could marry her daughter, (it was my lunch hour and her Dad wasn’t home at the time, so I couldn’t ask him). Her Mother’s response, “NO! And get out of here.” Though secretly, she may have been thinking, “Alright, we are finally getting rid of the last one.” Eventually, I became their favorite son-in-law. And I was blessed.
Then came the marriage, I was 19 and she was 17. And much to the chagrin of the old ladies of the church, our first pregnancy did not come until over two years later. But then came the second, and then the third, and then the fourth. And she made an appointment for me to see the doctor to put a stop to the results of our most enjoyable activity.
Initially we didn’t have a clue as to what was causing all these pregnancies as we knew absolutely nothing about sex and had to learn together (or was it, got to learn together). Worse, though, we didn’t know a thing about managing money either, but somehow, we survived. And I was blessed.
And with her guidance, our children grew to become outstanding young people and entered the adult world to create wonderful families of their own. And I am blessed.
And we grew older, and our nest was empty, be we still have each other. And maybe I have grown a little wiser in my later years. When I look at her physical beauty, I see her inner beauty more. I look in awe at and admire her soft delicate hands that have served me and my children all these years. And I see the love that she has lavished on me not only in the good times, but the bad ones just the same. I see that we have truly become one flesh. And without her, I am nothing. I am blessed.
The past 59 years have passed by in the blink of an eye, but the time is filled with such wonderful memories that I don’t deserve. She truly is a beauty, both inside and out. And I am totally blessed.
So HAPPY 59th ANNIVERSARY to my wonderful wife, Marlene. You are my life, my all. God has blessed me through you. I LOVE YOU!