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Topic: Anniversary (04/11/05)
TITLE: The Language of Love!
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The wedding itself had been a very small affair as we were young … and broke, but the setting for the reception had been pretty – an imposing, majestic Irish castle, encased in January mist and situated high on a hillside. Originally the site of a Norman fortification the existing castle served a more humane purpose, catering for weddings and serving formal evening meals.
During the weeks leading up to the big day I was convinced that my dearly beloved was secretly planning a rendezvous back at this very spot. I’d spoken about it often. Yes, we’d recapture the feelings we’d started out with. Nostalgia kicked in and I could hardly contain my excitement!
The night finally arrived and found us sitting with our two little guys in tow ….... in McDonalds!
And so it was, amidst the genteel decor of red and yellow plastic and sweet aroma of French fries that we celebrated our Anniversary. Hubby sat chomping on his burger, appearing genuinely mystified as to why his wife had morphed into an inwardly seething, outwardly spluttering, wreck.
I ranted about everything. I’d got it all covered, the courtship, the wedding. Oh yes, the wedding! How my mother-in-law and her daughter the bridesmaid, had ruined everything by refusing to talk to us that day due to a minor detail which they'd blown out of all proportion - melodramatic people! How my family 'The Clampets', had shown up and the pandemonium which duley ensued; then there was the much despised dress which his mother had bullied me into buying and, how by the end of it all, I wished I’d ignored any niggles of misplaced guilt and stuck to plan A, which involved heading off to some exotic far-off location to tie the knot. By this point I’m sure my dear husband was wishing I had indeed taken myself off to some far flung place … alone!
And now after enduring such hardships on my Wedding Day, my Anniversary was a complete disaster. Oh I must have married the most unromantic guy on the planet! Who else suffered half-dead flowers from Tescos, bought only because they were reduced and once in a blue moon at that! What kind of specimen would forget their wife’s birthday just three months after their wedding and then to top it all off, in a futile attempt to appease the inevitable surge of impending wrath rush of to the corner store and come back with a card depicting a cowboy? Perhaps all of this was one huge mistake.
Like a runaway train, on and on I went until I was bang up-to-date with any perceived wrong-doings. Then to top off the evening in a befitting manner I proceeded to weep copious amounts of tears at some outrageous hour.
This year amazingly enough, we celebrated our 12th anniversary. I still haven’t been back to the castle (other than to sit in the grounds munching on our own home-made sandwiches) and we're still broke as far as monetary things go. But thankfully I have matured somewhat and come to appreciate what really matters in life. Sure, I would be delighted if at some point my husband were to develope a serious passion for nice perfume, chocolates and flowers which weren’t past their sell-by date, but I guess if that happened life just wouldn’t be the same! I have come to learn that the absence of such does not necessarily equate a lack of love.
And whilst I can't resist the odd nag from time to time, I now know that the daily acts of kindness – dinner dishes always washed up, work undertaken to make our house a home, feeding and lovingly working with our daughter, the countless cups of coffee and dishes of Spaghetti Bolognaise and Chicken Tonight …yes, these are his own unique ways of expressing his love for me, for us, and for that I am truly grateful.
“Oh, you on that Faithwriters site thing again?” he's asking as he leaves the room. His dishes await ……
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