The difficulty with marriage is that we fall in love with a personality, but must live with a character. ~Peter Devries
At the heart of this farm, there lies a gazebo and lovely patios where my husband I sat under the gentle canopies of stately mango trees, some of which are over 50 years old! We revel even more at the elegance of this veritable tree garden, teeming with a multitude of capiz drop lights and strategically placed spotlights that dramatically emphasize the features of mango trees.
Holding hands, we strolled the farm and stopped under a mango tree. I laid my head on his shoulder, “This is it”.
“Let’s celebrate our silver anniversary here”. My ever romantic husband pressed his lips at the back of my palm and agreed, of course. That was two years ago with a budget fit for semi-grand anniversary celebration. We had also moved in to our new cozy home near this farm.
Alas, the Ondoy flood damaged all of our three cars . The budget for a silver anniversary celebration had to be scrapped in order to replace the cars and the damage to our home. Priorities need to be established here.
Oh well, I am such a sucker for anniversaries- “first time we met anniversary”, “couple anniversary”, and of course wedding anniversaries. I believe that an anniversary is a time to celebrate the joys of today, the memories of yesterday, and the hopes of tomorrow. ”
It is not that I want to brag to my friends that “hey, we lasted this long” but it is more of “Wow, we have reached this far. Let’s celebrate the joys and the sorrows. ”
As Mignon McLaughlin would say, ” A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.” Falling in love is not easy especially when that person can get annoying. But at the same time, it is so gratifying to find that one special person I want to annoy for the rest of my life. He can be very annoying too. It is good to celebrate how we’ve tolerated our annoying selves.
Mark Twain also added,” No man or woman really knows what perfect love is until they have been married a quarter of a century.”
The quarter of a century celebration of our love could not have come at a more inconvenient time, the colorful election season. Not even Blog Watch can bother us that day.
We will celebrate our love in the time of election, even if it falls just a day before the May 10, 2010. Even if it is not in that lovely farm. We will celebrate.
He reserved a venue.
I am touched beyond words.
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