Happy Aniiversary

This picture was taken about two years ago, maybe less. Scott at a baseball tournament for Danny, I have a couple of pictures on the camera card from last night at Patrick's game, but have yet to transfer them to the computer. I guell I was lazy last night at 9:30. The reason for the post is that today, July 20th is our wedding anniversary. We aren't exchanging presents, we usually don't. We are going to spend the day together, well, most of it, the kids will be at the in laws, they all want to go, is that a suprise? NO, not to us, they love going to their grandparents' house. I guess I just wanted to post HAPPY ANNIVERSARY SCOTT. These years that I have spent with you have been the best. They haven't all been the greatest, with all that has gone on in the past few, but I wouldn't want to have gone through it with anyone else. We have both grown, we have both lived. We have both loved, and realized that our capacity to love went way beyond the fairy tale of love, that real love is something that no one can model or teach to us, that it must be, just be. All too often, wedding vows are just words to people, they aren't real, they aren't taken seriously, strongly or to heart by one or both parties. I can honestly say that the words that I said on that day seventeen years ago were real, as real as I breathe, as real as I am. I haven't faltered a step in my promise to my husband, and never will. It was "real" from the moment that he put that engagement ring on my finger, it was something that would never end. My words to him that evening were "be sure, be very sure, that this is forever, it is to me, and from this moment on forever starts," (or something to that effect.) I know that things aren't easy with me, I am strongly opinionated, I am stubborn, and I can be very loud when I want to be. I guess I should admit there is a mean part that comes out when I am angry too, but I have learned to let go of alot of things, and that part doesn't surface too often at all. The little things matter and don't matter at the same time. What is important today won't matter tomorrow, unless it is in health or love. Maturity came over the years, it wasn't there at first, but it came. There is a Billy Joel song: THE ANGRY YOUNG MAN, it tells a tale of a cause chaser, you know the type, the ones that pick up the torch of some cause and never let it go, the tee shirt wearing, pamphlet handing, lecturing type. The one who is so passionate at 20 about their cause that they would get arrested for it. Well the song tells a tale of this person, but the person never matures, or when he does, he realizes that he is the "angry old man." Well, my causes aren't as passionate, my yells, not so loud, my battles don't need to be fought on a forum. I have matured through the years, and mellowed, and grown up, I guess. My point here is that it has all happened through my marriage, we have aged, we have mellowed, and we have set ourselves into a rythym of everyday. The kiss good by when Scott leaves for work, the kiss hello when he walks through the door in the evening, making his lunch for the next day, running the kids to where they need to go. It all may sound boring to those reading this entry, but ot us it is us. We don't need the excitement of parties, of going to nightclubs, or anythingof that sort, we need the excitement of the everyday. The smiles on the face of the kids, the certainty of knowing that we will be there for each other, the sound of breathing or snoring in the bedroom at night. The ringing of the alarm in the morning. Those things have become ours. The safety that I find in his eyes, that rock steady security. That is what my life is, that is what our life is. So, again, Happy Anniversary Scott.