Four score and seven years ago…
But really, take out the “four score” part, because it was only seven years ago.
I said once before that 2002 was a busy year. And it all started on this day seven years ago, at an indoor rock climbing gym. To this day, I remember seeing him for the first time and I remember realizing that I was blatantly staring at him. I remember talking to him for the first time, and wondering if it was a problem that I was two years older than him. I remember getting to hold his watch while he scaled a wall. I don’t know why I remember that last part, but I do. (And that’s not us in the picture, it’s a Kim Anderson photo. I’ve always liked them. At least, I did until I found out that Kim Anderson is a guy. Then it kind of creeped me out that a dude was taking pictures of little kids acting romantic with each other. But perhaps that’s a post for another day.)
I remember how I liked that he was kind of a smart aleck, kind of sarcastic. No pushovers for me, please, I liked a little bit of a challenge. Although, seven years later, I find myself reminding him that sarcasm is “anger’s ugly cousin” and asking for a little more sensitivity. Oops.
But anyway, life lessons I’m learning aside, he is one amazing man, and I love him. Sure, there are days when I wonder if we will ever get past certain issues (usually that whole failure to communicate effectively thing), but most of the time I look at him and can’t believe I get to keep him. He is everything I always wanted in a husband, and many things I didn’t know I wanted… And some things I probably didn’t want at all, but ended up needing. God’s smart like that.
And to think I almost didn’t go that night! I can’t even imagine! I don’t WANT to imagine! I just want to imagine the next seven years, and the seven after that, and four score and seven years from now… You get the idea.