19 Years and Counting

How we met isn’t super romantic

In a club with a tease and flirty hello
Exchanging numbers-my real one even
So infrequently given
And rarely worthy to receive

 

But there was something.
 

Spending each day

Together and such
Finding out there was definite connection
Truth be told mostly lust

 

But there was something.

 

Several months in

The distance was hard
Letters and phone calls
To bring us close
The cards were stacked
Against us.

 

But there was something.

 

Home again and

We began to play house
Still learning and understanding
Each other
Likely moving too fast
If anyone had asked.

 

But there was something.

Connection is hard with a

Houseful of kids
There’s moments of abundance
Season’s of strength and even
Times of turmoil
 

But there was something.

 

Years upon years

Both good times and hard
Tmes we regret and those
We wish we’d forget
 

But there was something.

 

Pressing on and forward

Holding tight to the truth that
Our love is more than feeling
Its commitment, forgiveness
Hard work and
Dedication.

 

Because there was something

 

Something I too often take for granted

Something I too often sell short.
Something I too often overlook.

 

Love that is enduring even when difficult

Love that is worth it and does not end.
 

Because there is something

 

That's what I got today.