Enduring until the end, together



We’ve all known couples who have “endured until the end,” some for over five or six decades. As they speak, there is an obvious impervious metal in shared personalities in these Wedded Bliss Warriors, as they’ve been hardened in the heat of battle in making their marriage survive. Their stories amaze and shock the younger couples.  However, as we listen, through knowing them, we see by their lives determination, commitment, tenacity, or just downright vengeance, refusing to let the other have any peace.

Of course, seriously, there is an immovable statement that says to everyone, “I am here to love beyond mushy-sounding words or fickle female emotional outbursts, dumb male decisions, and through fat, bald, flab, or otherwise!”  Anyway, they stay together.

Now, all couples must learn to adjust, grow, overlook petty issues — that is, if they are going to make it with any sense of hope. We know that all organizations and all relationships require constant maintenance to survive. Think of it like having an expensive ship: Imagine how quickly one small bearing in the engine or some nut and bolt that works lose and causes a constant whining or other annoying nagging or squeaking. If ignored — alas! — it can cause a leak or  otherwise throw that ship off course.

So, you see, here at La Grimm Ranchero, the missus and I are alert like a highly trained crew. We can tell just by the slightest sound that something is out of alignment for the constant care of each other.

She has an ear tuned to my very being. She knows my needs, wants, and desires and can come up with some of the most innovative ways to avoid every one of them before I am even aware that I used to have them. If I so much as make a decision or voice an idea, she tells me how wrong I was for even allowing myself to forget my need for her to think for me. On the other hand, when she is overwhelmed and the tears start to flow, everything about me is alerted to how it’s somehow all my fault.

We are so in sync with each other, so meshed in our psyche, that we’d never be happy again without the other one being there to somehow remind us, “God put me in your life for a reason!” Neither one of us can remember that reason, but it must have been powerful because it evidently made us ignore every caution flag that was probably waved in our very faces.

And now, after all these years’ seasons of life’s ups and downs, we are like passengers or sailors who have endured many a storm.  We cannot imagine life without the other being here on our little island. (And right about now, y’all should be hearing the theme song from “Gilligan’s Island.”)

*As the disclaimer of this column says, it “may be serious or humorous …” If you’ve “lost that lovin’ feeling,” don’t jump ship!  Let Christ who knows the real you rule you! This “two shall become one” is His plan, so either let Him get all of you or you’ll find yourself up a creek without the Soul’s Captain you need to save you.

   Warning: These musings may be serious or may be humorous. Enjoy! H.R. Grimm is a self-described lovable, prone to blunt, witty, tending toward sarcastic, saved-by-grace, constantly thinking storyteller. Grimm, a military veteran, and his wife now call La Vernia home. Email reader@lavernianews.com.