My Wife

My wife is an amazing person. I love her. The thing that amazes me, and always did from the days after we got beyond the superficial pleasantries of the initial dating phase, is that she loved me too. You cannot be married to someone for thirty-six years and not know everything about them.

One of the things that stuck with me from the book, “All I Really Need to Know I Learned in Kindergarten”, author Robert Fulghum talked about “the committee in your head”. He said that most people (and I am paraphrasing, because it has been years since I read the book) have a “committee” in their head that keeps you from, for example, running down the street naked. He mentioned that you may think that is something you consider doing, but the “committee in your head” says to you, “That is NOT a good idea”, so you don’t.

As I remember the description of “the committee”, the author went on to say that it is made up of respected people in your life such as parents, grandparents, and other people who you really respect, and in most cases, who know you personally.

I have never stopped to really assess my “committee”, although I am sure one exists, and if it does, my wife would have to be the chairperson of that committee. If she is not the chairperson she is certainly the chief legal counsel who brings not only her own experience and background to issues, but an intimate knowledge of everything about me to ANY discussion.

The point is, she really knows me, that is, all the really personal stuff, and still she loves me more than anyone I know, or will ever know in my lifetime. This is a forever thing; someone I WANT to spend an eternity with.

We have had what we call a “twenty-four, seven” (i.e. twenty-four hours a day; seven days a week) conversation going since we’ve known each other. Sometimes it get into little bogs about this or that, but generally speaking we have real conversation about what is going on in our life about, ourselves, family, religious beliefs, financial security, intimacy issues, and of course, that physical, wonderful love part that transcends into heaven’s realms. Have to say it, because it’s true. And, cannot ignore it regardless of what my “committee in the head” tells me.

All I know is I could write a book about her, because there are so many wonderful dynamics to her which I admire. But I will always come back to one basic, undeniable truth. “I love you, Julie!”