“Trying to hold on to any relationship as it was, keeps
you from the joyous adventure of what it can become.” Abraham-Hicks
Nine years ago today, Jack and I married on a beautiful
fall day amongst the crimson, yellow and orange foliage that embraced us with
its splendor. The lady who married us, Misha, was as beautiful and colorful as
our surroundings, dressed in traditional robes from her country. An intimate group of family members and
friends joined us in celebrating our union, as we exchanged our vows with each
other. I vowed to honor and obey Jack,
fulfilling his every request, and to serve him breakfast while being scantily
adorned in clothing. ….....
Well, that wasn’t quite
what I vowed, but I did make a commitment
to him, and to myself. (my wedding vows
to Jack are below this blog, if you would like to read them).
Our wedding was simple and easy from the planning process
straight through to the ceremony and beyond.
Family and friends began arriving at our home around 4:30 in the
afternoon and Jack and I mingled amongst them.
At 5:50, I went upstairs to change out of my jeans and into my dress and
re-joined the group at 6:10; fifty guests perched on our front porch, silent
and still, respecting the exchange that was about to begin; Jack waiting below
on the sidewalk, for me to stand next to him.
The memory of that day activates within me a knowing and
a certainty and a love that I felt so purely and unconditionally. It keeps me, not held in the past and wishing
it was again, but eagerly grounded in what we have now, and what we continue to
become as individuals, as a couple, and now as a family with Franki in our
mix.
There are things we used to say and do for each other that
we no longer do. Those have been
replaced with other things that we now say and do. Some of our priorities have changed, our
desires continue to evolve and the temperature of our relationship modifies as
we navigate through our lives.
Things aren’t meant to stay the same; we can’t help but
expand as human beings. Sometimes I go
willingly, and sometimes…not so much.
But what creates discomfort within me is if I hold to some illusion of
the past or how we were “back then” and make a comparison to now, rather than
appreciate what we’ve become.
As I hold
on to whatever was, I’m not embracing
or allowing all that our relationship can evolve into.
I want to continue exploring the depths and breaths of
our relationship and of each other. I
want to use my individual freedom to fuel my desire to evolve and to
continually re-commit to this man as he changes
and becomes. And now, with Franki in the
mix, I see that I make the same commitment to her, (except for the lust part)
;) as I did to Jack. What I vowed to
Jack and to myself nine years ago still holds true for me; maybe truer than
ever before.
Jack,
When I look at you, I
see this amazing soul who is deeply connected and plugged-in; one who searches
for answers and for truths. One who
searches for illusions to be revealed, while appreciating the illusion of it
all. I see a kind soul. I see a compassionate soul, a reflective
soul. I see balance. I see a playful and young soul; one who loves
humor and laughter. I see a soul who
easily transforms in the moment to who he needs to be. One who easily and effortlessly connects with
others of all ages, race, and background.
I see a soul who is creative and intelligent.
Christine
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