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Love & Marriage


When I think of how to express love in mere words, I think, "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?" or "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways." For who could say it better than Shakespeare or Elizabeth Barrett Browning? Surely not I...

Love. What a many splendored thing...

Marriage... what a different thing.

Today marks the fourteenth anniversary of those two kids up there getting hitched. Look at us! Two young artists in love! Look how young, how innocent, how resplendently in our prime we are! As yet untouched, unscathed by life and what will come and so quickly, too, when just six months after our glorious wedding day, after suffering a miscarriage, my husband's mother and brother both left this world within eleven days of each other. By then I was pregnant again and nervous. My grieving husband understood.

We walked together.

That May our son was born. Hallelujah! I gleefully left my job and the income behind to raise him and write at home. In July we'd dealt with an inheritance and took on a mortgage. Two years and one miscarriage later our daughter was born. We rejoiced! Money was a little tight. Babies are hard!

We walked together.

A few mostly sleepless years later my best friend died suddenly, tragically. A dark cloud eclipsed all the light... My husband was patient.... I came back.

We walked together.

A few years and two miscarriages later we welcomed another daughter. Glory be! We were a family then more than we ever were before. We felt complete. I had been writing more than ever, creatively feeling fulfilled, but money was tighter. Tweens and babies are hard! My husband supported me, my work. He knows who I am, who we are.

We walked together.

A couple of years later my husband has lost his ill-fitting job. We are hurt, scared. Money is tighter than ever. Teens and tweens and toddlers are hard!

But, we walk together. Of course we do.

Our shiny, perfect, poetic young love brought us to one another and marriage and life has bound us together. We will continue to walk through the joy, the heartache, the births and deaths, the wrinkles and stretch marks, the rain and shine, the loss, wealth, challenges, good health, illness, aging and on and on until the end of our time here and we move into the next realm. It's been a ride so far. I'm so grateful.

And so on with the walking, together.

And so, today, to sum up... our love, our marriage here's a little ditty from Robert Burns:

O my Luve is like a red, red rose

That’s newly sprung in June;

O my Luve is like the melody

That’s sweetly played in tune.

So fair art thou, my bonnie lass,

So deep in luve am I;

And I will luve thee still, my dear,

Till a’ the seas gang dry.

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,

And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;

I will love thee still, my dear,

While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only luve!

And fare thee weel awhile!

And I will come again, my luve,

Though it were ten thousand mile.

Happy Anniversary. xo

#Shakespeare #ElizabethBarrettBrowning #PabloNeruda #LordByron #RobertBurns #Love #Marriage

© 2016 by Marion McNabb Grace

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