Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Today is the third anniversary of our wedding. I sometimes find it hard to believe that we've actually only known each other five years, and been married such a relatively short time, because it seems like I've known this man forever. Other days, I feel like I'm only just scratching the surface of who he really is, what he believes and feels, and how he looks at life. I guess that's the dichotomy that keeps us intrigued and moving forward in relationships, though; the contrast between feeling like you've known and loved someone your whole life, and then feeling like this person is a brand-new treasure that you get to open and explore, discovering them anew on a regular basis. Frustrating sometimes, sure, but also invigorating and comforting, and never dull.
This is one of my favorite memories from our wedding vows... I may have cried a touch during this part.
"Melanie and Joel, please take each other’s hands, and hold them so you can see the gift that they are to you. These are the hands of your best friend, young and strong and full of love for you. These are the hands that will work alongside yours, as together you build your future. These are the hands that will passionately love you and cherish you through the years, and with the slightest touch, will comfort you like no other. These are the hands that will hold you when fear and grief temporarily comes your way. These are the hands that will countless times wipe the tears from your eyes; tears of sorrow, and tears of joy. These are the hands that will tenderly hold your children. These are the hands that will give you strength when you need it. And lastly, these are the hands that even when wrinkled and aged, will still be reaching for yours."