Thirty years, and we're still, going on STRONG, with a little bump here and there still, but we will, keep on, walking on, together…translated…
The morning of our thirtieth anniversary, my wife hinted, "we'd sat in these two chairs, thirty whole years to date!", I'd put down the papers, looked toward her, "do you want to switch with me then?", she'd sighed, and, walked over to the kitchen and, started, making us breakfast.
Then suddenly, she'd let out a loud yelp, because soon as she'd opened the door to the fridge, there was a box of her favorite brand of chocolates waiting for her inside, also, a pearl necklace, with a small card, "happy thirtieth Pearl wedding anniversary!", she'd run toward me, planted that kiss on my kiss, I'd told her, "I don't need you to hint at me, I know exactly what you were, thinking of."
thirty years and still going strong! Photo from online
Actually, I'm strictly type A, played the jokes on my wife, I'd often blurted things out without thinking first. Right after we were wed, I'd often seen her, with that straight face, and I'd, regressed to that child, not knowing what I did or said wrong. And, confused, and asked her, but, she's in the moment of anger, refused to tell me, and I can, only, rewind everything I said or did in my mind, check everything closely, then, found, that my joke a few minutes ago, had, put her in a, foul, mood, or that my tone wasn't nice enough or that I drove too, brashly………but as you know, happy wife means a happy life, I can only, pat my own nose, apologize to her first, massage her, or, treat her to a grand meal, to apologize to her.
After many years of training, and guessing at my wife's thoughts, thirty years later, I'd known her like the back of my hands now, knew what she liked and what she didn't, when she looked at me, I'd known what she was going to say, what she wanted me to, do, like I'm that eunuch, serving the Empress. And by the contrary, whatever I was thinking, she seemed to know. The words I didn't say, she'd not needed me to blurt it aloud, and my facial expressions, she'd read well. All I can say, is that my parents gave birth to me, but my wife knows me the, best.
So, this is from, a whole of thirty whole years of, interactions that the two of you had shared, for you two, to know right off the bats what each other is thinking about, and this still doesn't come easily, because, there must've been the adjustment periods the two of you had to deal with, at the very beginning of your marriage to one another, and a whole lot of compromises all the way, the give and the take, to maintain that emotional connection, emotional balance, with neither one of you taking advantage of the other, that's what makes this marriage, work, a whole lot of, W-O-R-K!
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