A marvelous night for a moondance
We'd been up for about eight hours and had been driving for around five on our trip. The boy was calling everyone he could think of with urgency, "GRAMMA! GRAMPA! NANA!" on his calculator (yep, you read that right) in the backseat. We joked that he was whispering, "They won't stop the car. Meet me in The Dalles. Rescue and feed me." We were singing along to Freedy Johnston in the front seat, "Seven years disappear below my feet..." and it hit me. I turned to my guy and said, "Happy Anniversary!-- Seven years!" It's never taken us so long (early afternoon) to realize it was our anniversary and that's sort-of how we celebrated, with our boy in the back, relaxed singing and happiness all around.
So no gifts were exchanged and maybe we'll go out Friday night for Thai food, but I did think we should document somewhere that we've been married for a happy, long, exciting and fulfilling seven years. Long ago now T woke me up in the night (2:30 a.m.ish?) to get me out in the middle of the street to watch a lunar eclipse. And then he proposed. Along the way:
7 years of marriage
6 moves with heavy furniture
4 degrees
3 of us in this little family now with a (how can it be?)
2 (nearly) year old in the house
1 (self-explanatory, any permutation of explanation sounds exceedingly corny)
I cannot come up with a five, but he'd be able to if I asked for help. He completes everything, if I need him to. He's always here, ready for whatever should come. He checks the pilot light and the iron and the locks and anything else I'm worried about every time without rolling his eyes. Steady, calm, peaceful, talented beyond measure... Patience to my impulsivity. He's also pretty much brilliant. My mind rarely stops over-thinking but I never have to think too much with him. It's just right and good and always has been.
3:45 a.m. today: We set the alarm and headed out to view our second lunar eclipse together. Last time we tiptoed up to the entryway of an apartment and borrowed their white, plastic lawn chairs (plopping down right in the middle of the road). This time we borrowed the boy's little green outdoor chairs (rescued from the side of the road by Nana) and watched from our front lawn. Nothing had changed and everything had changed (and it's just right and good and always has been).
No eclipse picture but my grandpa carved this spoon as a wedding present. Beautiful.
That's a beautiful story, all seven years of it.
Posted by:Megan | August 28, 2007 at 03:59 PM
Congrats on the anniversary Beth! We got married in 2000 too. :-) Do tell where you get Thai food here in town as I so miss the delicious place we used to go to in the big city up north.
Posted by:Sara Johnson | August 28, 2007 at 05:39 PM
Congratulations! Lovely anniversary story.
Posted by:Sarah Jackson | August 28, 2007 at 06:04 PM
What a beautiful story - all of it. May the years to come be equally full and blessed. Isn't marriage such an adventure?
Posted by:meg | August 28, 2007 at 06:12 PM
That spoon is beautiful! What a treasure. Congratulations on 7 years... that's one of my favorite Freedy songs, too.
Posted by:Lisa Clarke | August 28, 2007 at 07:32 PM
Happy Anniversary!!! May there be a whole lifetime of them ahead of you. I love hearing about people who are blessed with good marriages...nothing could be better for your little guy than to have his Momma and Daddy love each other forever :)
Posted by:Janice | August 29, 2007 at 09:12 AM
that is a gorgeous spoon! and a lovely color of green!
Posted by:Dacia | August 29, 2007 at 07:12 PM
That's fantastic! Congratulations.
Posted by:Anna | August 30, 2007 at 05:55 PM