This topic has been on my mind a lot, the last few years.
My grandparents on my mother’s side have always seemed the ideal picture of everything. Beauty and strength in their youth, kindness and generosity to others, strong in their faith, loving in marriage. They moved out of state four years ago, but came to visit last summer. And the change in them...they are stooped over now, shuffling more than walking. Frail. Hollowed out. Grandpa has had trouble with skin cancer, and it’s robbed him of most of his left cheek. Grandma has ankles that swell painfully and make her awkward. Their eyes droop and their hair has thinned and they still...flirt. I caught grandpa pinching grandma’s rear end as they walked through my front gate.
I couldn’t help but wonder How is that still possible?
To make me wonder further, my own parents’ marriage only improves by the year, as age takes its toll on them.
I look at myself- graying hair, iffy health, yo-yoing weight and attitude...and wonder at what point it will be too much for my husband. When will he look at me and realize I’m not the 19 year old he married?
At the same time, he is every bit as handsome to me now as he was on our wedding day. I can’t imagine what kind of cataclysmic event it would take to change that.
So my answer to this thread is...I don’t know. I don’t know what happens if the attraction disappears. It could happen, to either of us. One of us could be disfigured, paralyzed, suffer brain damage, be stricken with severe illness or mental illness that changes us. I can’t do anything to stop that happening, so I have to rely on and trust in the commitment I know is solid Now.
I feel like I’m about to get off track with this, so I’ll quit while I’m ahead.
My grandparents on my mother’s side have always seemed the ideal picture of everything. Beauty and strength in their youth, kindness and generosity to others, strong in their faith, loving in marriage. They moved out of state four years ago, but came to visit last summer. And the change in them...they are stooped over now, shuffling more than walking. Frail. Hollowed out. Grandpa has had trouble with skin cancer, and it’s robbed him of most of his left cheek. Grandma has ankles that swell painfully and make her awkward. Their eyes droop and their hair has thinned and they still...flirt. I caught grandpa pinching grandma’s rear end as they walked through my front gate.
I couldn’t help but wonder How is that still possible?
To make me wonder further, my own parents’ marriage only improves by the year, as age takes its toll on them.
I look at myself- graying hair, iffy health, yo-yoing weight and attitude...and wonder at what point it will be too much for my husband. When will he look at me and realize I’m not the 19 year old he married?
At the same time, he is every bit as handsome to me now as he was on our wedding day. I can’t imagine what kind of cataclysmic event it would take to change that.
So my answer to this thread is...I don’t know. I don’t know what happens if the attraction disappears. It could happen, to either of us. One of us could be disfigured, paralyzed, suffer brain damage, be stricken with severe illness or mental illness that changes us. I can’t do anything to stop that happening, so I have to rely on and trust in the commitment I know is solid Now.
I feel like I’m about to get off track with this, so I’ll quit while I’m ahead.
Something else that inspired this thread was reading an article about a young couple who had been high school sweethearts for several years and were fnally able to get married.
The husband had always had a desire to serve in the military, and during a tour in Iraq, he stepped on an IED and suffered horrific injuries, including the loss of half his face.
This was an exceptionally beautiful couple. Looking at their wedding photos and even random family snapshots, you would have guessed that both were professional models.
The wife was still extraordinarily beautiful, but now there was a picture of her smiling beside her husband, despite the fact that he was now unrecognizable. However, if that photograph and article were any indication, she loved him just the same, and saw him as the same man she had married--maybe even more so, because he had proven what lengths he was willing to go through in order to serve and protect others.
I wish that God would grant me even an ounce of whatever it is that this couple has.