Tomorrow is Ray’s and my 42nd wedding anniversary.
Who knew we two kids would hold on tight for so many years,
yelling and loving our way to some semblance of “mature” people?
We are still full of flaws, but also full of compassion
We still get mad fast, but also get over it even faster
No reason to harbor ill feelings after laying all of our truths on the line.
The one thing I hope our kids can see is that
we continue to love each other in spite of ourselves.
That’s the grace of love,
Still loving someone when you know them inside out, and
not every part is pretty.
Still, in my world, nobody’s required to be perfect,
Neither Ray nor myself nor our family and friends
Realizing that truth may be the biggest growth arc for me
over these short 42 years
How lucky I am to get the chance to share my love
Heart wide open