AFTER 40 YEARS â—½ MARRIAGE
One Single Day
by Marcy Lytle
I wake up He wakes up
Head to the kitchen Lingers under the covers
Quickly eat Takes his time eating
Start to work Cheerfully begins work
Make my lists Mind is calm, a new day is on…
I start to clean Sometimes he works away
Begin my work Sometimes he works at home
Tears fall at random thoughts He steps by my office and offers a kiss
I wonder about life questions He only asks what the weather is outside
It’s time for lunch – thank goodness It’s time for lunch – anytime is good
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At the end of the day At the end of the day
I’m exhausted as I close the blinds He’s exhausted and naps We either stay in or go out He holds my hand and sits close, either place.
I’m thrilled we are together He’s thrilled we are together
Don’t want the night to end He’s content as we head to bed
Before we sleep Before we sleep
We read and pray He says “play one more song” after we read
I brush my teeth while quizzing and wondering He brushes his teeth and his mind is clear
I fall into bed and scroll He comes to bed and adjusts our covers
We watch the news We watch the news
Peace overtakes and we sleep He says, “I love you” and snuggles in close
All these decades, he offers consistency and faith, contentedness and joy. And I get to be the one who gleans from every single goodness that exudes from this man, for whom I give thanks. Oh sure, he has faults. And so do I. But the longer we’ve been married, the more we see less and less of those faults and more and more of why we are a gift to one another.