Today marks 19 years to the day that I said yes to my husband in a matrimonial ceremony. It was a beautiful outdoor ceremony. It was all I dreamed of as a little girl.
If I could turn back the clock I’d remind that younger me (and my husband) of the many things we were saying yes to.
We said yes to each other and the welcoming of our families, our flaws, our pasts and our futures. For better or worse, we said yes.
Yes to a few years in a town house that was so close to the railroad tracks you could touch the train as it passed. Yes to shaking walls and adjusting pictures every day.
Yes to a house in West Virginia that was painted baby blue throughout. As soon as we could we painted every room a new color, with the help of my family.
Yes to a new dog to help fill the void of a baby that would never be. Yes to potty training this wild little beast in the snow and making him a part of our world. Yes to so many vet trips and so much money spent on this good boy over the years that we could have another college fund.
Yes to two children. A girl with wild curly hair and a boy who has never met a stranger. Yes to their sleepless baby nights, toddler tantrums, and school concerts. Yes to their preteen and teenage angst. Yes to these precious humans we get to guide for only a few sweet years.
We said yes to a home in Kentucky where we learned about basketball, horses and bourbon. We said yes to some of the most beautiful friendships of our lives there. We said yes to a church that became our home, that home filled with family though not related by blood.
We said yes to North Carolina. The heat, the bugs, only a couple of trips to the beach. Swim team and golf evenings where the kids would want to drive the cart. We felt a little lost there and yet we were never closer as a family.
We said yes to Colorado. Yes to finding new people here and places. Yes to the hard parts of life that separate us when we really just want to be together. Yes to the reality of seasons that only last a moment and are so worth the sacrifices. Yes to opening our home to friends and family, showing them our new world.
We said yes to fevers and flu, sickness and health. New life and the sting of death. We said yes to birthday celebrations and the saddest of moments where we feel that the world stops spinning.
We said yes to each other. We said yes for better or worse. We didn’t say yes to perfect. We said yes to pain and suffering and growing and joy and peace felt in each other, in knowing we aren’t the same people that said yes 19 years ago.
We said yes to the good and the bad. We said yes to sacrifice and forgiveness and grace and mercy. We said yes.
Ephesians 5:22-25: 22Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. 23For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. 24Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything.25Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her