After a handful of years of neglect, as reflected by the lack of posts on this blog, I find myself turning my attention back to my marriage, like I did the year that I posted a handful of times every month.
This may be due to our approaching our 25th wedding anniversary; or it could simply be that there’s suddenly enough “pause” in the pulse of our lives to consider our marriage apart from everything else.
I suspect a strong correlation with parenting. The last time we invested a bulk of energy into our marriage was just before our oldest launched into the most turbulent years of adolescence.
He’s 19 now, and our youngest has another year to go before he swipes all of our energy; so this year is OURS.
Ironically, it was our oldest who inspired this turning of attention–with a song he shared just this week–reminding my heart just how much it loves AND just how buried that love becomes…
I posted this song to my husband’s Facebook wall, and later asked if he could pick out the line that moved me most.
He could. (And I could pick out his favorite lines too.)
(ps. Casey, this artist is younger than our marriage! Born 9 months after our wedding.)