Today was my husband’s birthday. We are like and old married couple (oh, maybe that’s because we are an old married couple) that have been together so long they don’t know how to live without each other. We balance each other out. We support each other and help each other through the good times and bad. We look after each other during medical crises (and there have been a few lately) and sometimes we finish each other’s sentences. However, he calls that interrupting – I don’t know why.
We married young (way too young), had our children while we were young, and then quit having children at a young age. You can have enough of a good thing. We’ve struggled financially together and worked hard all our lives until we are worn out and ready to retire. But, no matter how mad we get at each other, and we do, we still want to be together. I ran into an old friend today that said he and his wife will be married 20 years this summer. Amateurs. I said try 41 without killing each other. I know we won’t kill each other though, because the one left standing would have to plan and pay for a funeral.
My husband came in the other day with a wonderful idea about going to Scotland to hunt red stag. If you know my husband you know is he is a huge hunter. He hunted Zimbabwe in 2000 and took me with him. I would love to go to Scotland and see the sights while he hunts, but at the moment he is preparing for a hip replacement. He was worn out quickly walking through Wal-Mart today, so I wonder about hunting Scotland. We’ll see how the new hip does. He’s a tough old bird and would do it no matter how much it hurt. He doesn’t quit easily. Maybe that is why he has stuck by me all these years.
Happy birthday to the balance in my life, and may there be many more!
Loved these lines: sometimes we finish each other’s sentences. However, he calls that interrupting – I don’t know why.
Because that is us, together 31 years this year we are catching up but I still need all the help and tips I can get, luckily he has a shed and a love of tinkering with engines…so that helps.
There’s nothing like an old, comfortable relationship!
Sounds like neither of you are quitters, Peggy! You know I love long-married stories!