On Sunday, my parents celebrated forty years of marriage. Forty.
Actually, we all celebrated. Brent and I had them and the rest of our family over for dinner. It was a really nice time.
My parents moved here, from Texas, when we found out Cohen’s heart was broken. I think that alone says what kind of parents they are. They had been living in Texas basically of of their lives.
Brent has all of his immediately family here and they’ve been so welcoming to my parents and to me. I’m very grateful for that. I know combining some families can be tricky, but this one wasn’t at all.
My parents met in college, in Texas. They got married when my mom was 21 and my dad was 27.
They had tough years like I know most marriages do. They also tried to a baby for eleven years and were told their chances were one in a million. Can you imagine how stressful that could be on a marriage? They adopted my brother and we are all very thankful for him. A year to do the day that they brought him home, I was born.
I’m glad God brought my brother and I to my parents. They deserve us and we deserve them. Brian and I have tried to be good children and respectful children. He has had struggles, but we’ve always supported him.
That’s what we will always be, their children. We are adults now, and the parent/child relationship often reverses with age, but we are children from their marriage. They worked on their marriage and tried at their marriage. They succeeded at their marriage.
I hope Brent and I do the same.
I can obviously say we’ve gone through trying times. Not with our marriage per se, but experiencing what we did with Cohen our fourth year of marriage wasn’t exactly something we were prepared for. And let’s be honest, who is ever prepared for twins? haha. We are grateful for both experiences and I know both things have actually been good for our relationship, but hard at times.
Thankfully, Brent and I both have been raised by parents who have shown us what a relationship is. His parents are divorced, but both found love again after. It’s not always a walk in the park and sure there may be times where you want to yell at the other one, but I think we’ve gathered how we want to be and how we don’t want to be….in our relationship. We will have been together ten years on September first. Ten years seems like a long time when you say it, but that’s the quickness of time.
I know we will make it to forty years…and fifty years…and sixty years…and who knows how long
I know these are kind of a bunch of random thoughts. When I’ve told people we were celebrating my parents anniversary or that they’ve been married for forty years this year, I usually get the, “wow, that’s awesome and such a long time.” It has just made me think what their marriage means to me.
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