The valentine’s day we were dating, he bought me a box of very expensive chocolates; I think each piece cost almost $10. They were delivered. I must admit that I was not impressed. WAIT! I was NOT ungrateful, just unimpressed. At the time, I would rather have had time with him and no chocolate.
This year-15 years later- he got me a simple gift. It was 2 oz. of solid milk chocolate in the shape of lips that he got at the local dollar store. I am VERY impressed.
We were talking the other night and we both agree that our time together has flown. This is a second marriage for both of us. His first was 13 years. My first was 17 years. Our time together has been 15 years and, for both of us, it has seemed much shorter than our first ones did.
That started me thinking! Why has it seemed to go so quickly? We have had the normal life of ups and downs, happy and sad, good and bad. We seem to always be out of money and living paycheck to paycheck. We don’t own a home; we live in a 2 bedroom apartment. We have too much “stuff” and no place to keep it. He has back problems and can’t do much around the house or anything. I hate housework (use your imagination here). He is legally blind, I have clinical depression. We have only “gone out” for anything resembling a date, once in the last year & a half. So how is it that the time is going so fast instead of dragging along?
Maybe it has to do with the fact that we like each other so much. Not just LOVE, but LIKE! He is so sweet to me all the time, making sure that I get to do things that I like. He even tolerates watching the TV shows I like (until he starts liking them, too). I try to watch the shows he likes (until I actually start to learn about the universe or military history or cars or planes or whatever). Both of our tastes have changed to reflect the other persons much more during this marriage.
Overall, we are happy. I guess that's what it all comes down to.