It feels a bit vulnerable to break kayfabe and talk honestly about things like love, relationships and wedding anniversaries on a [ahem] blog.
Talking honestly and openly about feelings is something I struggle with anywhere, really. The words sometimes just feel too far inside for me to reach. It's much easier to write about Oprah blaming her 20 pound weight gain on an unbalanced thyroid (Please, make it stop!), or how the movie I watched taught me a life lesson.
It's only slightly easier after 16 years of marriage. I remember early on writing in a card I bought for her the phrase: "You're one hell of a woman!" And I meant it sincerely. To me, that was one of the most important complements I could give her. It meant I valued her independence, her humor, her strength of character and her life perspective.
(Oh, and her legs! They were important too.)
So, while the phrase I wrote meant all that and more to me, I didn't realize until later that it didn't mean the same to her. It meant, simply: "You're one hell of a woman!"
Well, she is.
And even though she pretends she doesn't read this blog, we both know she's lying. So, here's a Film Scene That Matters to both Kristy and to me. We loved this movie as kids. Even though the scene is simple, it demonstates without words the power and passion of love.
What Lloyd Dabler's trying to say is: "You are one hell of a woman, and I need you in my life."
And so am I.