Nine Years of Lovin'

I saw my Love across a crowded room...

and I knew I was going to marry him.

I had a mutual friend of ours

"run" into him and introduce us.

I was just his friend

for a good 

TWO MONTHS

before he caught on that some girl liked him.

And when he finally did

get up the nerve to make a move...

I laughed at him

and changed the subject.

(hehehe)

That night we made decisions.

We held hands

(Aaagh! And it was glorious!!).

We were in love.

We took a week 

and didn't talk to each other;

we talked to the Writer of our days,

and sought His wisdom and guidance;

then we saw each other again

and we both knew that our short stories alone

 were meant to conjoin and become
one of the greatest tales of love ever told
(okay, maybe it was just ME thinking this...
I'm a bit of a Romantic.)

And then he told me he loved me.

Five months later,

he asked me to marry him;

and I laughed again,

but I didn't change the subject

and obviously,

I eventually got a "YES" out.

Four months later,

we made a covenant

to love one another.

We've loved each other through lost jobs;

through college;

through more lost jobs;

we've loved each other through lives ending;

we've loved each other through lives beginning.
We've loved each other as though there was no one better on earth;

We've loved each other when we've hated each other.

We've loved each other through both physical and mental pain;

we've loved each other when there

wasn't anything else we could do

except just that.

He is my biggest source of laughter;

he is my best friend.

He makes me better.

And I love him.

"What greater thing is there for two human souls
than to feel that they are joined for life-
to strengthen each other in all labor,
to rest on each other in all sorrow,
to minister to each other in all pain,
to be one with each other in silent,
unspeakable memories."
George Eliot