Only four more days and I will be celebrating a day that changed my life, my name, my home, my loyalties and my future. That June 4th date has always quickened my heart as I think of the dear man I married and joined in the stream of life. The vows we wrote have actually been a reality! Especially remembered was the crazy one of mine: "We will talk to one another and share our lives, thoughts and dreams." I so didn't want a cold war of silence and cold-shoulder treatments as my life for even one day.
We have enjoyed a companionship, camaraderie, and willingness to communicate until we did! My Chuck is a man of incredible thoughtfulness and depth and amazing absent-mindedness and inattention to things he deems unimportant. For the first quarter century I was the talker, the one with the questions who started those wonderful discussions on long trips or short jaunts. But things changed dramatically for me about 18 years ago, and Chuck picked up the baton.
Today we enjoy a freedom that trust and confidence has built, a love that consistency and kindness has forged and a life that honesty and purpose has inspired. In high school we attended church together; after Viet Nam we joined the Jesus Movement and got married by a young buck preacher just up from Mexico. In 2004 we joined a church staff together and in 2010 we started a fellowship of Believers together.
I love the adventure of life with this man AND Christ. It was something we both said we wanted when we decided to follow Jesus and get married -- a life with Christ would never be boring and a life with Chuck will always be precious! Thank you for 38 wonderful years, three wonderful children here, one more in heaven, and three of the sweetest grandchildren ever imagined and a deep abiding love filled with fun and life. Your bride, mimi
It seems like holidays come around much faster in this century than they did mid-century ago. Tomorrow is Memorial Day - always a bunch of food, often grilled, and Friday is our 38th anniversary -- and I bet we celebrate it with some special meal or two. It's crazy.
Life seems to be a free fall these days for me in other ways as well. I can no longer seem to keep track of the days of the week, the date, or sometimes even the season! It is all running together and I can only think it is due to no SCHEDULE! I have not established new routines and everyday is completely different. I remember reading Albert Camus in my existential days; he said something similar....he was describing death: "everything is new every minute, there is no past."
I have spent two days working on a design for a new 'business' card and on a brochure for the Investment Journals that I love to use, share about and promote. Tracy makes beautiful ones, and I love to use them.
Lastly I have been struggling with what to write in my blog everyday, and realized that not writing is my way of 'denying' what is happening, or not happening. I also see my lack of ideas as either overload or fear or ???? Any ideas, you writers out there?
Monday, May 31, 2010
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