Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength,
while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
~ Lao Tzu
It’s not like in the movies. Where they roll the credits and the absurdly good-looking, skinny folks prance off into the wild, blue yonder with nothing but adventure and excitement and passion and equallly good-looking children in their future. Of course, the good-looking children arrive to well coifed, only slightly flustered Moms after 20 minutes of pushing (and the dramatic breaking-of-the-water-in-the-restaurant scene, which always seemed strangely thrilling to me).
In real life, there’s a lot more sweat. And tears. And long stretches of less exciting stuff.
In real life, cherishing is less about passion and more about dirty socks. And casserole. And scraping your wife’s windshield for her.
In real life, marriage is work. But it’s worth it. Not because of the Hollywood-esque perfection of it, but the gritty closeness. The intimacy of the mundane. The humour that doesn’t come with a laugh track, because no one else would get it, but just the two of you.
You can’t cherish someone in a 90 minute highlight reel. It takes a lifetime.
Once again, I’m joining Lisa-Jo Baker for her Five Minute Friday writing challenge.
1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. Please visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. That is like the one rule we all really care about. For reals.
So here’s me, where cherishing looks a lot like taking out the recycling bin. And for the record, there’s passion too. Especially if you volunteer to wrestle the kids into their pjs and put them to bed, so that your wife can write her blog.