For the past few years, my friends and my family have lost something very important. First, my best friend growing up lost it. Then my brother called and said he too had lost it. But I guess for him it was a little easier. It only took three months for him to lose what he held so close, while my friend lost his over a period of a year. Well, maybe he lost his many years ago without being aware.
This week yet another friend lost it. She called my wife and told her it was time. She was not going to make a huge deal about it, mostly because of her daughter. She was going to move in with mom as soon as she made it official.
For us, we are trying hard to keep it close, but I can see how it is easy to lose it. Of my wife’s five closest friends at work, she was one of two who had it. In one month, she will be the only one left.
I love my wife, but sometimes that is not enough. Why am I bringing that up now in the middle of my story? Well, it all has to do with what all these wonderful, caring, and loving people have lost, their marriage. Sometimes it was their fault. Others times, it was their spouses. To be truthful, they and their spouses were all at fault.
Eighteen years ago, I thought we would never have that problem. My parents were married until death. Both sets of my grandparents were married until death. Now it seems that everyone I know has lost or at least cannot remember why it was so important to find it in the first place.
I pray that my wife and I can remember and grow that special thing that we have. At least, I hope we still have it.
For us, we are trying hard to keep it close, but I can see how it is easy to lose it. Of my wife’s five closest friends at work, she was one of two who had it. In one month, she will be the only one left.
I love my wife, but sometimes that is not enough. Why am I bringing that up now in the middle of my story? Well, it all has to do with what all these wonderful, caring, and loving people have lost, their marriage. Sometimes it was their fault. Others times, it was their spouses. To be truthful, they and their spouses were all at fault.
Eighteen years ago, I thought we would never have that problem. My parents were married until death. Both sets of my grandparents were married until death. Now it seems that everyone I know has lost or at least cannot remember why it was so important to find it in the first place.
I pray that my wife and I can remember and grow that special thing that we have. At least, I hope we still have it.
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