Rare Moments

Have you ever experienced a moment so perfect that you thought to yourself - I really must remember this, this right here, this experience, this perfect time when the world around me is so wonderful I can't believe it?  I'm struggling for words because this happened to me last night.

It was between 9 and about 9:40 in the evening.  The spouse was off work for the holiday and we had completed a busy day.  We ended up on the swing in the backyard and watched the sun set.  The twilight was cool with just a slight breeze.  Fireflies were beginning their evening dance rituals and the neighbors were lighting fireworks.

I sat down first and waited for him to return with a beverage for him and when he came out, he sat right beside me, not on the other end of the swing.  He said, sipping from his bottle, "We got a lot done today".  I agreed and an easy quiet conversation followed - I really can't even remember specifically what we talked about, but that's not really important.

You would think that a man and a woman who have lived together for 39 years might have nothing to say, and sometimes we don't - words are superfluous at times.  But as we sat there together and relaxed, I was reminded again of how perfect he is for me, and how well we fit.  There's no one I'd rather share these intimate moments with than him.  How grateful I am for his steadiness, his faithfulness, and his sharing with me who he is.

I'm blogging about this because even if no one reads this post, I want it recorded for me.  I want to be able to reach back and remember that this specific thing (event or incident sounds way too harsh for this) happened, and how I felt - and, how thankful I am for him.

To quote Garrison Keillor in one of the most favorite books I own "Leaving Home" - he says - "Thank you God for this good life, and forgive us when we don't love it enough."