A Snapshot of Our Marriage
On July 3, 2004, Amy said yes. To me. A man with big dreams, mismatched socks, and a whole lot of potential. And now, all these years later, she still says yes. Every day. (Sometimes with her eyes. Sometimes with a deep sigh.)
We’ve never claimed to be perfect, but we’ve always strived to be a team. And over time, we’ve mastered the art of doing things 50/50. It really helps.
She cooks… I eat.
She cleans… I make the mess.
She walks the dog… I pet the dog.
She watches TV… I pick the game we watch.
She makes the bed… I sleep in it.
I like that after all these years, we still share the responsibilities of life.
She buys the throw pillows. I throw them on the floor.
She does the laundry. I forget it in the washer.
She lays out clothes for the trip. I ask if pajama pants are fine for dinner.
She organizes the pantry. I stand in front of it and say, “We’re out of food.”
She remembers every appointment. I ask what we’re already late for.
She maintains the budget. I ask, “How bad would it be if I bought this?”
She keeps our family running. I keep it… interesting.
She even walks the dog while I stay inside and say, “It’s too cold.” That’s love.
Amy doesn’t play the lottery anymore. She won it in 2004 when she married me.
(Her words, not mine. Okay… my words.)
We’ve lived in a big city and a small town. Changed jobs. Changed diapers. (Not each other’s.) Changed plans.
We’ve navigated dream-chasing, housing moves, toddler tantrums, and a growing sock collection I refuse to downsize.
But we’ve also laughed—a lot.
We’ve prayed through the hard moments.
We’ve danced in the kitchen. (Well… I grab her, spin her until the dog barks, and she breaks away.)
We’ve sat side-by-side at ballgames and sat quietly in the car because she falls asleep three miles outside of town.
We’ve made a life.
Proverbs 18:22 says, “He who finds a wife finds what is good and receives favor from the Lord.”
I found what is good. I found Amy.
She is my greatest joy.
And I am—at best—her mildest inconvenience.
Here’s to a bunch of years.
And if she keeps saying yes, here’s to a bunch more.
(Also, she really means it when she says nothing would make her happier than a diamond necklace. So that’s what I typically give her. Nothing.)
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