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Apr. 25th, 2003
On an Anniversary Day
Apr. 25th, 2003 02:28 pm"I love you. Not the kind they taught you about and I didn't know this either but love doesn't make things nice. It breaks your heart. It makes things a mess, we aren't here to make things perfect. The snowflakes are perfect. The stars are perfect, not us."
Five years ago today,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
siercia and I got married, in Sturbridge Village, MA. We had a beautiful April day, much like today, lay itself out for us. All our friends came and joined in welcoming us to our new life together, we danced, drank, ate, and partied ourselves deep into the next morning. Of course, we had our share of mishaps at the wedding, some serious and some less serious, but in the end, we were still married.
It seems to me that a marriage itself, not the ceremony, but the lifestyle, can be very similar. You have friends around you, you eat and drink together, you dance from time to time, and you have mishaps along the way, and unexpected occurrences. Some of these occurrences are indeed bad, and some merely LOOK bad from where you're seeing them. Some even are opportunities disguised as mishaps, and you sometimes have to squint a little to see them, but the good bits are hiding behind the tough parts.
Heaven knows we've made mistakes. We've made little mistakes, and we've made some BIG mistakes. Did we take every opportunity that was hidden behind an obstacle? Well, no, they're pretty well hidden sometimes, but we sure found some of them.
And we have danced. I have not loved anyone more completely than my lovely Siercia, nor more deeply, or for as long. There is no one I would rather have know the true things I find important, that I find beautiful, that I find worth sharing. Standing in the Acropolis at Athens, I felt like she felt the amazing sense of awe I had looking at the work of the ancient Greeks, that I could not find words to express. I have written more poems about her than about anything else in my life, and I wish I had the words and skill to do more than I have. She has humored me in trying many of my hobbies, skiing, motorcycling, and even if she hasn't decided they were all for her, she was at least willing to try to see what drew me to them.
Like the quote above says, "Love doesn't make things nice." Love isn't always pretty, or clean, and it's never painless. Giving yourself completely to someone completely requires you allow for the possibility of being hurt, and all you can do is just believe that the pain isn't given intentionally. But the love is worth hurting for, is worth fighting for, is worth defending if you truly believe in it.
I'll always be here for us, Jenn, and I'll always love you. Happy Anniversary.
Five years ago today,
siercia and I got married, in Sturbridge Village, MA. We had a beautiful April day, much like today, lay itself out for us. All our friends came and joined in welcoming us to our new life together, we danced, drank, ate, and partied ourselves deep into the next morning. Of course, we had our share of mishaps at the wedding, some serious and some less serious, but in the end, we were still married.It seems to me that a marriage itself, not the ceremony, but the lifestyle, can be very similar. You have friends around you, you eat and drink together, you dance from time to time, and you have mishaps along the way, and unexpected occurrences. Some of these occurrences are indeed bad, and some merely LOOK bad from where you're seeing them. Some even are opportunities disguised as mishaps, and you sometimes have to squint a little to see them, but the good bits are hiding behind the tough parts.
Heaven knows we've made mistakes. We've made little mistakes, and we've made some BIG mistakes. Did we take every opportunity that was hidden behind an obstacle? Well, no, they're pretty well hidden sometimes, but we sure found some of them.
And we have danced. I have not loved anyone more completely than my lovely Siercia, nor more deeply, or for as long. There is no one I would rather have know the true things I find important, that I find beautiful, that I find worth sharing. Standing in the Acropolis at Athens, I felt like she felt the amazing sense of awe I had looking at the work of the ancient Greeks, that I could not find words to express. I have written more poems about her than about anything else in my life, and I wish I had the words and skill to do more than I have. She has humored me in trying many of my hobbies, skiing, motorcycling, and even if she hasn't decided they were all for her, she was at least willing to try to see what drew me to them.
Like the quote above says, "Love doesn't make things nice." Love isn't always pretty, or clean, and it's never painless. Giving yourself completely to someone completely requires you allow for the possibility of being hurt, and all you can do is just believe that the pain isn't given intentionally. But the love is worth hurting for, is worth fighting for, is worth defending if you truly believe in it.
I'll always be here for us, Jenn, and I'll always love you. Happy Anniversary.
