Myopia: (n) a lack of foresight or discernment: a narrow view of something
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
The best thing that ever happened to a bum like me
Originally written in 2006, I see no reason to change it 5 years on:
It's officially midnight, which means it's officially November 15th, 2006, which means that Rogue and I have been married 20 years. It's amazing. She's amazing.
She's beautiful. She's strong. She's intelligent. She's everything a feminist dreams of being, yet she's no feminist. While she works (and on most days, she works longer and harder than me) she does not work for herself but for others. She's the first one awake in the morning, readying herself among a swarm of children, all 5 born to other women, who see her as the most important and loving person in their lives. She is that, and more. She's more than they can ever comprehend.
She's organized. She's foresighted. She's wise. In addition to her regular job, she manages commercial property and she just bought a second house which she's having renovated. She calms unmanageable callers, laughs with happy ones, and cries with grieving ones. Sometimes she sends along the notes of praise she receives from customers and her boss; I'm never surprised when others discover what I've known for so long. She scrimps and she saves and she sometimes spoils herself. She always spoils others by giving them everything they could ever want, even if it means foregoing what she wants.
She's gracious. She's funny. She's insightful. There is no better way to spend an evening than with her, alone. Perhaps the moon is rising above the snow, a fire illuminates the dark living room. Her voice complements the crackles and pops as her words paint the future as she sees it, as she sees us. I actually got ticked at her for inviting her parents to our anniversary dinner. I'm sorry. I wanted her all for myself.
She is a simple complicated woman, a soft steel woman, a practical visionary with a heart two sizes too big. She's my wife, and has been for 20 years today. I only pray that she'll have the patience to put up with me for another 20. And then another.
And maybe, should God bless me in the future as he has in the present, even another.