Monday, June 11, 2012

Happy Anniversary to The Man I Love

I love this man.

  Look at that face. 

Do you see the kindness there in those twinkling brown eyes?  

Can you see his great personality when you look at this warm, winning smile? 

Do you get a sense of the stability this man brings to any situation?  

Does this look like a face you can trust?



This is that same man when I first met him over 50 years ago.

He hasn't changed a bit.

Those kind brown, twinkling eyes have remained the same.

That warm, confident, reassuring smile is much the same.

He has been seasoned over the years.
That has only added to his capacity to be just the man I need in my life.

I love this guy.




I guess I've always loved him since the day I met him when I was just sixteen.
I was a shy young sophomore girl in those days.
He was a very popular senior, a leader in the school:  King of the Sock Hop, president of the junior class, a great football player, loved by students and teachers.

We are as different as from each other as we can be.

Thrown together in the great melting pot of a public high school, we came from totally different backgrounds.  He was the only and much loved son of refugee Jewish parents, who was born just a few years after they escaped from Nazi  Germany in 1939 by traveling through Russia, China, Japan, and across the Pacific Ocean, to settle in the United States.

I was the second child, and oldest daughter born into a Presbyterian family.  On my father's side, my family came to the United States from the Isle of Jersey to settle in Salem, Massachusetts in 1676.  My family fought in the Revolutionary War, the Civil War, World War I and World War II.

Jim's father was an urban German Jew who had fought for Germany during World War I.
He was just a few years younger than my paternal grandmother.
He spoke mostly German, and his English could be difficult to understand.
His father's mother died in a Nazi concentration camp.
He never learned to drive.
He practice Judaism until he died in 1966.

Jim's mother came from a very wealthy family who owned a cigar factory in Germany.
They lost everything during the war.
His mother took her nursing training in Switzerland.
She later became the first Psych Tech to be hired by the Colorado State Mental Institution.
She learned to drive.
She converted to the Mormon Church not long after arriving in the U.S,
She died in the early 70's.
Her parents, quite elderly, made the journey from Germany in 1939 with Jim's parents and and his older sister.  They did not have the papers to enter the U.S. at the time and spent a number of years in Cuba before the family was reunited not long after Jim was born and just before his grandparents died.

My father left for the war just before it ended at the age of 30.  I was born the day he was inducted as a draftee into the army.  He was gone during the first year of my life.
He was a railroad agent.
He was a born again Christian in his later years.
My mother was a stay at home mom.
She is a born again Christian.

I was raised in a home where my parents sent me to the United Presbyterian Church where they were married.  They didn't always go with us in those years.

Jim was raised going to both the synagogue with his father and to the Mormon Church with his mother.

Jim asked me to marry him three times between the time I was sixteen and twenty-one.
The last time he asked me to marry him in those early years was three days before I married my first husband.
He said I was making a terrible mistake.
I thought of Jim as my first love.
I would always love him in that way.
He had always treated me with respect,
He was always protective of me.
He loved me dearly, and I loved him too when we were in high school.
I knew he was steady, honest, full of integrity, held a college degree and would have a promising future.
I wanted someone more exciting.
The excitement wore off in that first marriage.
(That is another story.)
Let's just say that Jim was right.

When he asked me to marry him the fourth time, thirty years later, after I had been single for ten years, and he was newly divorced, I had the wisdom to say, "yes."

We were still as different from each other as we could be.
While he was not actively practicing Mormonism at the time of our marriage, he had gone to BYU, had been a bishop, had married the first time in the LDS temple, and had sent his children to BYU.

I had joined the Mormon Church when I married my first husband and had married him in the LDS temple.  We had five children together.  We had divorced after 15 years of marriage.  I had left the Mormon Church and become an active evangelical Christian.

My children are rowdy.
When they were younger, one could not walk across the room without another tackling the one walking and having a wresting match.
Mine love to argue about politics with each other.

Jim's girls are quiet and reserved.
They always have good manners.
I don't think they ever argue.

Jim never rocks the boat.
In fact, he is the one keeping the boat steady while calming all those on board.

I was born rocking the boat.

Jim is a single topic reader.
He reads only thrillers.
He loves to watch television.
He especially loves to watch anything that has a thriller slant to it.

I read all kinds of genres.
I hate to watch television.

I was raised in a family that enjoyed camping out.
I love camping out.

Jim wouldn't think of camping.
He likes to stay in expensive hotels.

Our approach to life is totally different.
I am trusting, and confident that everything will work out just fine.
Jim is filled with angst.
He is sure nothing will work out right.

I love to garden.
He wants a condo with no yard whatsoever.
I plant new and different plants.
He thinks they are weeds and sprays them with weed killer.

I love to entertain.
He would just as soon not entertain.

I love to travel.
Jim loves to stay home.
He hates to fly.

How have we ever managed to stay together this long?
How can two opposites maintain such a loving marriage?

Tomorrow, we will celebrate 20 years of marriage.
The celebration started a few months ago when he surprised me with a new diamond ring from Tiffany's.
This past weekend he took me to a fancy room for a few nights at the Brown Palace in Denver where he spoiled me rotten.
I felt very pampered and did not want to come back home.

We took in a Rockies game at Coors Stadium.
We ate wonderful meals.
We did a lot of walking around downtown Denver visiting a few of our favorite places.
We sat in our room and read.
We laughed a lot.
He held my hand just like he always has.
He smiled at me with eyes full of love and support.
We left our problems behind.
We celebrated our lives together.

We have made it because we deeply love and respect each other.
I guess we have filled in the gaps for each other.
His strengths are my weaknesses, and vice versa.
We have always supported each other and been loyal to each other.


This past weekend, we gave thanks for making it through a couple of rough years 
of loss, grief, illness, and injury.

We are together.
That is all that has ever mattered to us.


Jim & Sally
Prom 1961
Jim & Sally
Celebrating 20 years of marriage at the Brown Palace in Denver
June 2012

31 comments:

Sharla Greenway said...

Wow what a beautiful love story. They do say opposites attract but I like how you are able to list so many!! My husband and I are different in so many ways too but I've never considered those differences as a whole, in a big list before. I think I'd be too scared to!

#1Nana said...

You are a lucky woman! It's a great story. Best wishes for many more happy years together.

Crystal Jigsaw said...

What a fabulous post to read, you have incredibly interesting as in your lovely husband. Beautiful photographs, too.

CJ x

Michele said...

That is beautiful Sally!

Michele said...

That is beautiful Sally!

Teresa Evangeline said...

What an interesting family history you've shared, with a beautiful love story, as well. I always love to hear of people reunited after many years, sort of a coming home to the first, best choice, even if it took a little time to discover it.

Happy Anniversary!

DJan said...

This story is so beautiful, Sally. You are a very fortunate woman to have had a second chance with Jim. Although he was right way back then, sometimes it seems the Universe wants to bring certain people together after a long struggle. Congratulations to both of you! We, my husband and I, have been together for twenty years now, after getting married at fifty and are as different as you are. We have a lot in common.

It's wonderful to see you so happy, Sally. It warms my heart to see that picture of the two of you today. :-)

"Auntie" sezzzzzz... said...

Congratulations! To the both of you!

Gentle hugs...

Arkansas Patti said...

What a lovely account of a happy marriage inspite of differences. Perhaps it is those very differences that keep things interesting.
Wishing you both a wonderful 20th and congratulations on finding each others puzzle part. You obviously fit perfectly.

Beth said...

This is a wonderful post Sally. Such a beautiful tribute to your Jim.

Congratulations to you both for 20 years together.

Oregon Gifts of Comfort and Joy said...

Congratulations, Jim and Sally! I am so happy for you both. What a wonderful tribute; thank you for sharing your love story with us.

Kathy M.

rosaria williams said...

Congratulations, you two! You were meant for each other!

Betsy from Tennessee said...

Hi Sally, OH --how I love this post. My favorite blogs are always the ones with a personal flavor to them.

Congrats to you and Jim --and Happy Anniversary!!!! Your love for each other is so special. I can feel it.

Our anniversary is coming up soon --and I need to do a similar post. Thanks for the great idea!!!

Hugs,
Betsy

Rita said...

Happy, happy anniversary!! What a wonderful post! :):)

MerCyn said...

What a great story. Congratulations on twenty wonderful years.

MerCyn said...

What a great story. Congratulations on twenty wonderful years.

Jean said...

I loved reading this post. And I don't mind saying you two make an even more handsome couple now than you did back in 1961.

(I'm glad I didn't marry the guy I went to the prom with in '63!)

Chatty Crone said...

Happy anniversary to you and your husband. Sandie

LC said...

Happy anniversary! The photo of you and Jim during your anniversary jaunt fills me with joy. Thanks for sharing the touching chronicle of how different lives, traditions, cultures and interests merged to create a shared life of love, appreciation, compassion, respect and support.

Linda Reeder said...

What a love story! How wonderful to have found your life partner after all of that!

Kay said...

I just love reading about your love story, Sally! I'm in love with Jim now too. He is truly one in a million. You are so lucky to have each other. I guess having gone through the difficulties of the first marriage, it would make you appreciate even more the beauty of the second true love who was actually your first. Sigh....
Happy wonderful anniversary.

Linda said...

Congratulations to you both! Sally, this is such a beautiful post. Thank you so much for sharing this, you made my day!

Dee said...

Dear Sally, thank you for sharing this lovely and also poignant story of your life-long love for Jim and his for you. These past twenty years must have been a time when you cherished each other, despite, or maybe because of your differences.

You two have stood together in the past two years as you've grieved the death of your daughter. I am inspired by your story.

Peace.

Jeanie said...

This is so beautiful, Sally. You two were made to be together -- and that's why you found each other again. I have to laugh -- the differences you describe remind me so of Rick and me. They are different differences, but the sense of polar opposites. And yet, it works. It works perfectly! I'm so glad you are together. Happiest of Days for you both!

Olga said...

Congratulations to you both. This is a beautiful love story.

Mage said...

Happy anniversary to the two of you. Your wonderful words bring tears to my eyes. :)

John Paul McKinney said...

What a great story. Congratulations, you two!

Joanne said...

What a Beautiful beautiful story!!!! Sally, your love story could be a book! I keep thinking how his heart waited all those years for your heart to be ready...This love was made in Heaven! Happy Anniversary! God bless you both with many many more years together!!!
Blessings, Joanne

P.S. Yes, he does have warm loving eyes! I love your recent comment on my blog~ about how he bought your Grad ring for you!

Barb said...

Oh, Sally - what a great tribute to Jim and your marriage. I love that you rock the boat and he stabilizes it. Sounds like Jim and my husband would have a lot in common! They could talk about thrillers while they stay in expensive hotels. You and I could get our hands dirty and keep the weed killer hidden. Happy Anniversary! You two look GREAT!

Joyce said...

Happy Anniversary to you both!

Heidrun Khokhar said...

Opposites attract and you are the proof:) So happy for both of you. Nothing beats having the hand of one's love to help one get through the daily events.
Happy Anniversary.