This morning you awoke before dawn to get ready for the day. You have never been much of a morning person, but today, you were singing. It was a haunting little love song entitled “Happiness” from one of our favorite holiday movies, Scrooge, with Albert Finney.
They say happiness is a thing you can’t see
A thing you can’t touch
Happiness is standing beside me
I can see him
He can see me
Happiness is whatever you want it to be.
I believe this song exemplifies our life together. Frankly, our relationship has defied all common sense. “They” said it would never work for two strong-willed, middle-children to get married. “They” said we needed to have more things in common. “They” said we both had too much baggage, too many skeletons, to be able to have a happy marriage, yet here we are, still standing beside one another after 32 years of marriage. We have made it, and we will continue to make it because happiness is whatever we want it to be, and Sally, you are my happiness.
After we watched this movie the other night, you observed that this song, along with many of the songs in the movie, was written in a minor key. How odd is it for a song entitled “Happiness” to be written in minor? But if you think about it, it’s actually quite appropriate in real life.
Our life together has had many ups and downs, many twists and turns. There have been dark days followed by days of sunshine followed by days of storms. I suppose you could say, our marriage has been like Missouri weather. We’ve fought over money, wrestled with intimacy, tussled with jealousy, contended over control, rejoiced over babies, prayed over sick kids, endured having teenagers, struggled with resentments, wept over betrayals, survived and DEFEATED cancer (10 years!), grieved over lost parents, celebrated accomplishments, enjoyed world travels, danced at weddings, and rocked as grandparents. Yes, our happiness has been challenged with seasons of grief and heartbreak, but that’s what makes our lovesong so beautiful and enduring.
So, happy 32nd anniversary! There’s no one else I would rather dance with, than you, and no other song I’d rather dance to, than ours, a haunting little lovesong, sung in a minor key.
All my love forever,