My wife Brenda and I have known each other now some where around 27-28 years. 25 of those years we have been married. We have six children together and the adventure begins again every morning. This relationship is a mysterious thing that is too deep and complicated for me to really understand very well. I just know that much of the courage that I have to go on living out side the cultural mainstream comes from within this relationship I have with Brenda.
We have had many struggles over these years. We have often run out of money. We have had family vacations that turned sour. There have been too many ugly arguments and some times we just let things get old and dull. There are so many ways that we can misunderstand each other and it can be so easy to take a relationship that is now so old for granted. And yet with all these struggles there come the sublime moments to tug everything back up again. This up and down is making this beautiful weave that is our life together.
I know that this good mixed up with the "bad" may seem almost too obvious to write about yet I need the reminder for myself close at hand because the way those tough days when they are upon you can make you feel so overwhelmed. Tugging those good things out of forgetfulness is often just the right medicine.