Saturday, February 23, 2013

11 years (mushy gushy alert)

Hooray!  We've been married for 11 years.  The traditional anniversary gift is steel.  We think we are going to go a different route and get a king size bed.  We now have a nightly visitor (Katie).  She crowds us and even has the nerve to sleep yell at us for messing up "her" covers.  Send her back to her own bed you say.  Yeah, if either of us were coherent without first having to down a cup of coffee, we would. 

On a more romantic note, we celebrated with dinner at Bonnie Ruth's.  We talked about how much we still like each other.  That was good.

While reading The Velveteen Rabbit to Katie the other day, I came across this:

"You become.  It takes a long time.  That's why it doesn't happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept.  Generally, by the time you are Real, most of the hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby.  But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real, you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

In this excerpt, the skin horse (That's what he's called.  See for yourself.) is explaining how toys become real and how special they are once that transformation happens.  When I read this, I thought about how Jon and I started as a couple.  Lots of romance and warm fuzzies.  While that isn't gone completely, things have changed to a deeper more secure relationship.  We are absolutely becoming real to each other and loving each other even in our shabbiest moments. 

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